The Fuzzy Leg Experiment
How I Grew to Love Myself in Two Years
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I started this experiment wanting to figure out why I cared so much about what other people thought of me. Around the same time I started to actively work through my fears. The month before I started this experiment in April 2014 I got a tattoo of a cat with the word 'Love' underneath on my right forearm. I had wanted a tattoo for about 10 years prior and it just didn't happen because of fear. But adding a design permanently to a spot on my body that was exposed 99% of the time allowed me to get over my issues pretty quickly. What would people think of me having a tattoo on my arm? I got okay with the judgments I could imagine other people coming up with for that.
So why was I not okay with people judging my fuzzy legs or when I didn't wear a bra out in public or when I wore sweatpants out to dinner? I needed to figure out why I cared and I had to go to the extreme in order to do so. I stopped shaving, I stopped wearing a bra, I stopped putting on makeup, and I wore sweatpants everywhere (among other things) for two years. What did I learn throughout this experiment? I learned that I could love myself and I want to share my journey with you in this book. |
Book Description
I want to invite you on a journey; a journey of self-love, to be more specific. I wish to share with you the experiences I’ve had going two years without shaving my legs, not wearing a bra, and going au natural, among other changes. And yes, you read that right. This book details not one year, but two-years-worth of insight and challenges I had to overcome to get to where I am today.
I decided to do this little experiment, on purpose I might add, because I wanted to understand why I had such an issue with my body, as well as the perceptions of others regarding my body. Our perceived outward appearance affects our internal beliefs regarding our self-worth and our capacity for self-love.
Unfortunately many people are conditioned to not love themselves. I was one of those people. We’ve grown up in a society that values the external appearance over the internal one; where you can be an asshole as long as you’re pretty, and it doesn’t matter how kind you are if you’re wearing your comfy pants and an old t-shirt to dinner.
Now, I got some funny looks doing this little experiment. I’ve gone two years without shaving my legs, without wearing a bra, and forcing myself to wear sweatpants everywhere I went. I’ve gone without makeup and I’ve let my hair do its own thing after a shower. You learn a lot about your own definitions of, and the differences between, comfort and discomfort this way.
I’m not saying you have to do what I did. You get to read about two-years-worth of insight because I had to do it this way. I had to go deep into my own discomfort in order to realize what I really wanted out of life. I had to go to the extreme of not taking care of myself in order to come back to love again.
Use this book as just another tool on your own journey of self-discovery. I offer many different ways to understand what it means to love ourselves. We all have to discover our own truths and we all have to get okay with ourselves in our own way. I share my story so that is may assist everyone on their path.
I decided to do this little experiment, on purpose I might add, because I wanted to understand why I had such an issue with my body, as well as the perceptions of others regarding my body. Our perceived outward appearance affects our internal beliefs regarding our self-worth and our capacity for self-love.
Unfortunately many people are conditioned to not love themselves. I was one of those people. We’ve grown up in a society that values the external appearance over the internal one; where you can be an asshole as long as you’re pretty, and it doesn’t matter how kind you are if you’re wearing your comfy pants and an old t-shirt to dinner.
Now, I got some funny looks doing this little experiment. I’ve gone two years without shaving my legs, without wearing a bra, and forcing myself to wear sweatpants everywhere I went. I’ve gone without makeup and I’ve let my hair do its own thing after a shower. You learn a lot about your own definitions of, and the differences between, comfort and discomfort this way.
I’m not saying you have to do what I did. You get to read about two-years-worth of insight because I had to do it this way. I had to go deep into my own discomfort in order to realize what I really wanted out of life. I had to go to the extreme of not taking care of myself in order to come back to love again.
Use this book as just another tool on your own journey of self-discovery. I offer many different ways to understand what it means to love ourselves. We all have to discover our own truths and we all have to get okay with ourselves in our own way. I share my story so that is may assist everyone on their path.
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Reviews
"This little book packs quite the punch. Not only does Elizabeth share her personal touching and raw stories about her struggles with her own fears, unworthiness and lack of love for herself she also shares small tidbits of how she changed (and still is changing) those mentalities. While the subject matter might be perceived as weird I encourage anyone that has ever told themselves they are fat, ugly, wrong, stupid or anything else along those lines to get this book and read a real personal account of someone that not only lets us see that rawness but also encourages us to look beyond and identify what is truly beautiful and awesome about ourselves. She gives tricks, tips and suggestions of things she actually used/uses to break those programs of BS running in our heads and gives us encouragement to keep going even when we might think it’s not working. I applaud her bravery and honesty and I thank her for pointing stuff out that I’m about to go do to face my fears!!"
-Amazon Review 2016
-Amazon Review 2016
