Thursday

Free At Last!!

Free of what you ask? Well to most of you, this will seem really silly, but to me it's been a major battle all my life. My arms.



I have always hated my arms with a passion, still do. They are one of the first things I look at on a person, if you can believe that. Even though most people I've ever talked to say they could care less about someone's arms and never notice them.... I do!!

I've been in this prison of, "Oh no, I can't wear that...my arms will show!" or "I can't take my jacket or sweater off (even though I have sweat slipping down my forehead and my back), I have a sleeveless shirt under this and someone will see my arms!" Even putting on a swimsuit has been traumatic for me. Not because my stomach is big enough to reach California, or my cottage cheese thighs are in full view...but because my arms will show! How dumb is that?

It's really been a problem for many, many years and one I thought I'd never get rid of. However, I've been free now for about 2 weeks! I finally woke up, looked around and discovered that NO ONE CARES BUT ME. I so desperately wanted to be that woman in Walmart who looks confident of herself, even though her arms were in full view. Or my neighbor down the street who is even bigger than me and her arms are swinging in the breeze, however it's not bothering her one bit. I am finally tired of sweating to death just so I can cover my arms. Until now, I've always worn long or half sleeves in the dead of summer in Louisiana!! I even had a hard time just wearing short sleeves let alone sleeveless.

But now, I've broken out of that prison and realized 85% of the people out there, have ugly, flabby arms just like mine, and some are even worse! So what am I wearing sitting here typing this "ever so important" blog posting? A sleeveless shirt! Woo hoo! I'm free at last! And since it's 97 degrees out, guess it's time, huh. I'd post a picture for everyone's nightmares enjoyment but I don't want the internet to crash.

I'd love to hear that I'm not the only insane person out there. How about you? Do you have any kind of weird phobia you wish you could get over?


16 comments:

  1. We all have something. Mine is my hawk nose, inherited from my American Indian heritage. I wanted the darker skin or the hair. Nope, I got the nose to go along with my glow in the dark complexion. Yay me. I can't change it though, and I can't exactly cover it up. Good for you for saying to heck with it. I would never have even noticed your arms.

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    1. And I never noticed your hawk nose (lol). You're beautiful just the way you are!

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  2. My thighs. I refuse to wear shorts in public. Even though there are thousands of women with bigger thighs than mine, wearing shorts, bathing suits, and skirts. I know that we shouldn't be ashamed of our bodies, but it's hard. I'm inspired by your post, and hope I can break free some day also.

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    1. I hope you can too, Denise. I can't believe I have! And don't get me wrong, my arms are still ugly and fat, I just try not to look!

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  3. Isn't it wonderful to reach the point when you realize "No one cares but me!" That works beautifully for bad-hair days, wardrobe malfunctions, and the like, too. (That said, I don't wear shorts, either, Denise, but that's to avoid traumatizing the rabbits...)

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  4. Where do I start? My upper arms wave before my hands do. My thick, ripply thighs show even in jeans. I won't we're shorts, but I am finally brave nough to wear a tank top-wavey arms and all. It will take me a lot longer bfore I'l wear shorts. But I am working on it. Congrats my brav friend!

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    1. Well I'm not brave...just hot!! And tired of my stupid arm phobia. You'll get there!

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  5. I won't wear any shirt that has a possibly of riding up since I have very bad stretch marks from my pregnancy. I see woman flaunting theirs in bikinis, but I wouldn't ever show mine. Nope.

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    1. Well I know it's easy for me to say since I have no kids, but stretch marks are a symbol of what you went through to have your beautiful daughter. You should wave them around with pride!! LOL I know it doesn't work that way. Life would be so much easier if it did!

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  6. My list is too long to mention here, unfortunately. But congratulations on your new found freedom! :)

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    1. Oh trust me, I have many other issues!

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  7. And trust me....it's not just women.

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  8. I was very proud of you when I saw the picture your niece tweeted of you wearing a sleeveless shirt AND LOOKING POSITIVELY GREAT in it. I have the same arms, I know what you mean. But like you said, who cares!!

    Try living without the "front" that balances out the arms! then you have a flat chest and your arms really stick out!

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    1. Ha ha, Gena. At least you don't have big arms that stick out right along with your hefty chest. I look like a football player most of the time. Sigh.

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