reality is girls have stretch marks and instead of shaming and photo shopping people should accept and embrace it.
you have stretch marks from either overeating and rapid weight change
OR you’re not taking care of your skin. either way you’re not helping yourself
brush your teeth, wash your hair, wash your ass and rub lotion on it OR you could eat foods that have vitamins for your skin
Or you could just shush and not be so rude about other people. Do you look after yourself perfectly 100% of the time? Would you appreciate people picking at you?
Not to mention you can get stretch marks from growth spurts which have NOTHING to do with your eating habits or lotion usage, etc. Especially when those growth spurts happen at a young age when girls should be worried about going to the mall with their friends or getting on the soccer team or homework and NOT making sure to slather themselves in cocoa butter because God forbid they have stretch marks later on in life.
people are fucking stupid. my boyfriend has stretch marks and he’s the skinniest, most lanky guy ever but he got them from growing taller/growing up. like srsly. there is no cure for stretch marks. oh and did we forget pregnancy? fuck that guy
my epic stretch marks are from going through puberty. hips widening, all that jazz. fuck off.
My boobs grew and I got stretch marks.
I weigh 105 pounds and I have stretch marks and I’ve never been over 110 pounds in my life so like yeah
also my weight goes up and down quite quickly and the only stretch marks i have are on my boobs so yeah fuck that guy
Let me just put it out there that I have stretch marks simply because sports conditioning mage me gain a ton of muscle weight
I literally got stretch marks from a combo of growing and stretching every day to attempt to be able to touch my toes again. If you look at the pattern of the stretch marks between my legs it’s something you can really only get from stretching
You can gain stretch marks from losing weight.
You can gain stretch marks from developing adult proportions during puberty.
It has a lot to do with hormonal changes affecting your skin’s elasticity.
The chemical largely responsible is Glucocorticoid, a molocule that helps dampen immune responses. It’s in medicine for allergies, asthma and autoimmune diseases. (sorry people who take those meds, but you’re more likely to have stretch marks)
So that chemical stops your skin from forming elastic fibers. Cortisone (an offshoot of that chemical) is naturally produced in your body as well, and causes the same results.
So, your skin stretches too much and tears under stress, because it has a weaker internal structure without the elastic support that cortisone/glucocorticoid is suppressing.
STRESS. Not fat, Stress. Pregnancy, muscle building, growing during puberty, overenthusiastic flexibility training…all of that can stretch your skin to the point of breaking.
Just because you see a lot of fleas on dogs does not mean that fleas are caused by dogs. They are a common situation, not the source.
Stretch marks are proof that your skin has been stretched to breaking, and didn’t break.
That’s pretty badass if you ask me.
I’ve always been underweight/borderline underweight, and my stripes came from a couple of growth spurts. A friend of mine has stretch marks over his biceps because he bulked up on muscle really quickly. Stretch marks are normal, people.
I got stretch marks when puberty hit and my hips exploded and my boobs blew up. The breast stretch marks faded when I got a reduction when I was 18.
I developed more stretch marks when I was pregnant with my son, and now they’re lightening bolts exploding from my c-section scar. They’re telling the world all about how awesome I am, because I bore an almost 10 pound baby in my uterus for 42 weeks, 2 weeks past his due date. They tell the story of how stubborn he was (is) and refused to be born, so the midwife had him cut out of me. They don’t bother to tell the part where I rubbed cocoa butter and bio oil into my stomach and abdomen twice a day. And that’s okay, because that part of the story is actually irrelevant.
I wish tumblr and these sort of posts existed when I was 13/ 14 and thought I was the only person on the planet to have stretch marks.
44. BABY. GOATS.
Lay me down among them and let my heart be trampled.
AW. For a period of time as a child, my family had three goats and now I think I need more goats in my life. Floppy eared ones!
*SHRIEKING* MY DREAM
oh my fucking god
The two in the back are me during every PE class ever. Like, fuck this running shit, for real.