Let’s Talk About Body Shame (and Why It’s Not Yours to Carry)

You weren’t born ashamed of your body.

You didn’t come into this world judging your thighs, second-guessing your softness, or covering your belly before you even knew what desire was.

Shame is something you were taught.
Whispers in changing rooms.
Side-eyes from magazines.
Cultural messages about what’s too much, not enough, and never quite right.

And now?

That inherited shame is sitting in your nervous system, silently dictating what you wear, how you move, who you let touch you, and how deeply you let yourself receive pleasure.

Let’s be clear:
Body shame isn’t about your body.
It’s about control.

Because a woman who loves her body is powerful.
A woman who owns her pleasure is unstoppable.
And that has always been a threat to systems that benefit from you playing small.

What Body Shame Actually Steals from You

🖤 Your voice in the bedroom.
🖤 Your permission to receive without apology.
🖤 Your connection to sensation, to intuition, to your "yes" and your "no."
🖤 Your ability to be seen, and to see yourself, without filters.

It numbs you.
Literally.

And here’s the kicker: body shame disconnects you from the very thing that makes sex transcendent, your aliveness.

So How Do You Unlearn It?

At TiKL, we don’t do toxic positivity.
We don’t slap “love your body” over generational trauma and call it healing.

We get curious. We get honest. We get embodied.

Here’s where to begin:

🖤 Acknowledge It’s Not Yours.
You didn’t invent this shame. You inherited it. That means you can choose to release it.

🖤 Name the Voice.
Who told you your stretch marks were a problem? That your boobs were too small? That you were only sexy in a certain size? That voice isn’t truth. It’s programming.

🖤 Reclaim Sensation.
Body shame often shows up as numbness. Reconnect with touch, on your own terms. Whether it’s a soft self-massage or exploring pleasure with a TiKL toy, sensation is the bridge back to self.

🖤 Practice Neutrality Before Love.
You don’t have to go from “I hate my belly” to “I’m obsessed with it.”
Start with: “This is my body. It’s mine. I choose to stay.”

🖤 Stop Performing. Start Feeling.
Let go of what it looks like and come back to what it feels like.
Sexy isn’t visual, it’s visceral.

You Deserve to Take Up Space

Here’s your permission slip:

To wear the lingerie.
To leave the lights on.
To moan louder than you think you’re allowed.
To choose partners who worship, not tolerate, your body.
To be fully f*cking seen.

Because the only thing wrong with your body…
is the story you were told about it.

You are not too much.
You are not broken.
You are ready.

To receive.
To be held.
To come home to your body and remember:
This is mine. And I choose to feel good here.