I am often reminded of this as I browse Facebook. Remember, your daughters look to you for all they need to know in their future life as a grown woman. They see everything you do, hear everything you say and they even hear the things you don’t say but feel. Please don’t continue this whole perfectionist stuff for them to spend the rest of their lives trying to attain. Please let them be happy with who they are and let them know it’s not all about how they look.
Originally posted on musings from outside the asylum:
This is so sad, and so much of it is worth repeating, I have cut and paste the whole article for you, you have no need to even open the link.
If you are a young mother with daughters who love you just as you are, please read this and think about the messages you are giving them about body image.
I was seven when I discovered that you were fat, ugly and horrible. Up until that point I had believed that you were beautiful – in every sense of the word. I remember flicking through old photo albums and staring at pictures of you standing on the deck of a boat. Your white strapless bathing suit looked so glamorous, just like a movie star. Whenever I had the chance I’d pull out that wondrous white bathing suit hidden in your bottom drawer and…
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