She woke up at 5:00 AM to punish herself on a spinning bike. She drank celery juice that tasted like lawn clippings and felt morally superior. She weighed her almonds. Every morning, she stepped on a sleek, glass scale that beeped like a tiny, cold-hearted judge. If the number went down, she was “good.” If it went up, she was a failure.
Welcome to the new frontier of body positivity and wellness — a space where health is no longer about aesthetics, and self-care is not a punishment for what you ate.
He looks her in the eye. “Body positivity isn’t about convincing you I’m beautiful. It’s about you realizing your fear of looking like me is the cage you’re living in.”