At what age did you 'become at peace' with your body?

It wasn't really until I had children and suddenly all of it had a purpose and wasn't an inconvenience . I feel far happier with my 40+ body than I ever did as a toned, fit teen. Objectively it doesn't look as good but I care a lot less what other people think!

Still not!! Don’t hate it but definitely self conscious

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Hmmm around 17 or so, headed to college. Before that I felt incredibly awkward and unattractive most of the time. Turns out I was rejected socially for being a nerdy kid who failed to gender conform... sadly I’d just thought There was something wrong with my body.

Also when I was pregnant and had a baby In my late 20s my confidence went up more. I think because I realized hey, those changes that made me feel horrible during puberty were actually FOR something. I mean I “knew” that before obviously but there’s a difference between knowing and really feeling something is true...

Never really. Despite understanding the role in how the patriarchy affects how I feel about myself.

I'm 28 I'm still waiting. I tend not to care as much anymore except when I have to buy a dress for something, i just don't have a good shape for dresses.

This year, so late twenties. After my baby destroyed it, I realised there was no point stressing about bikini bodies anymore. I now wear one piece bathing suits with a skirt attachment instead. Sorted. I do keep my bmi within the normal range though.

Always. I've never had hang ups about my face or body. The only possible time was when I was breastfeeding, which I loathed.

Now late 30s.

But I lost 2 stone over the last couple of years and I am fitter, leaner and more active than I ever was in my early 30s and late 20s.

After having a baby and whilst breastfeeding. I was less “beautiful” than when thin and desirable and fanciable, but i started to love my body and the wonders granted to me.

Turning 40.

Probably mid 20s when I realised I was attractive enough to pull the blokes I fancied and most blokes aren't that fussy! At school I had multiple hang ups about my body and low self confidence but once I started being able to get the blokes I wanted (and being more realistic about which blokes I wanted and stopped going for the most popular boy in class who I had nothing in common with) I relaxed.
A very unfeminist reply for a feminist forum but I was very boy obsessed when younger.

Getting into my 40s I think. Just that sense of settled comfort with the vehicle that has got me through all the decades and all the heartache and all the very physical trials, and is still holding me up and allowing me to participate in the world around me.

Like a lot of women, I used to have significant hang ups about certain bits of it, but now I'm just pretty thankful it's still functioning reasonably well, and I could not give a stuff about whether it fits into any particular standards of beauty.

I do get annoyed about the patches of dry skin on my face, but that's just because they hurt when it's cold and windy. Just this last month I stopped doing certain make up for 'events' because I realized that while it made me look an approximate version of a 20teens 'pretty' woman, I didn't actually look like me, and so I stopped and feel much better about the whole thing.

I have always liked both my face and body, except when I have attempted to see myself through others' eyes.