If you grew up in the 1990s or early 2000s, or scrolled social media anytime in the last three years, you've been programmed to make yourself small. This is not your failure, it's a cultural hypnosis by a thousand scrolls, and naming it is the first step to breaking it.
The "heroin chic" aesthetic didn't emerge by accident. It was a deliberate movement in early-1990s fashion that glorified emaciated bodies, hollow cheeks, dark circles, and a look of withdrawal, as if the goal of womanhood was to appear as though you were slowly disappearing. Pale skin, stringy hair, jutting collarbones, a body so thin it read as adolescent and desexualised, that became the standard of beauty that filled billboards, magazine covers, and the aspirational spaces where young women learned who they were supposed to be.
This wasn't just fashion. It was a nihilistic vision of beauty, a collective agreement that smaller meant more valuable, that disappearing was desirable, and that self-denial was the highest form of discipline.
For decades, this narrative held. But here's what's crucial: heroin chic never actually left. It transformed. In recent years, as Y2K aesthetics resurged through TikTok and Instagram, so did the messaging, the thin ideal, the "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels" Kate Moss ethos, and now, the normalised use of Ozempic as a shortcut to the same gaunt look. The fashion industry reported a steady decline in plus-size model representation since 2020, and influencers are openly posting about weight loss in ways that echo the 1990s drug-chic glamorisation.
The programming is not old. It's actively being refreshed, repackaged, and sold to you daily through your phone.
And if you grew up in this era, if you internalised that thinness equals worth, that taking up space is selfish, and that your value is inversely proportional to your weight, then stepping into a bulk - deliberately gaining weight for performance - feels like a betrayal of everything you learned about yourself.
That's not weakness. That's the sound of old programming colliding with new ambition.
Social media isn't a passive mirror, it's a repetitive stimulus that rewires your system. Your brain, wired for pattern recognition and survival, treats a thousand images of thin bodies the same way it treats physical evidence: this must be what safe looks like, anything else is danger.
When you see the same thin ideal repeated across feeds, stories, reels, and hashtags, your nervous system doesn't question it. It absorbs it. The repetition becomes automaticity, the images bypass your rational mind and embed as somatic truth in your body.
This is why social media scholars call it "programming" because it functions exactly like hypnotic installations. A suggestion repeated enough becomes a belief. A belief repeated enough becomes identity. An identity repeated enough becomes invisible, it stops feeling like a choice and starts feeling like fact.
The mechanism is straightforward:
By the time you're an adult, the voice telling you to "make yourself small" no longer sounds like a billboard or a magazine. It sounds like your own conscience.
Once the programming embeds, it shows up as a private internal monologue that runs on loop, below conscious awareness:
This self-talk then directs behaviour:
Here's the neuroscience piece: Projection becomes perception. Your brain, having learned that gaining is dangerous, begins searching for evidence that you're "getting fat." It filters out adherence wins, strength PRs, and recovery quality. Instead, it highlights a bloated day, a softer reflection, a pair of jeans that fit differently. The mind finds what it's looking for, and if it's looking for proof of failure, it will find it, even when the data says otherwise.
This is confirmation bias in real time: you're unconsciously curating reality to match the old story.
Most women who grew up in the heroin chic era have internalised one or more of these core stories:
This is the catastrophising story, the belief that weight gain is irreversible, that a single kilo gained is a slip toward permanence. The fear is that once the door opens, it won't close. This story kills action because it makes the stakes feel infinite.
This is the identity fusion story, the belief that your body size and your value are the same thing. A bigger body doesn't just look different; it is different, and therefore you are different, and therefore less. This story ties weight to identity in a way that makes gaining feel like losing yourself.
This is the virtue story, the internalised belief that true discipline, true dedication, true strength is proven by eating less and wanting less. A disciplined woman, by this logic, doesn't need much, she's content with scraps. A woman who wants to eat, to fuel, to take, she's undisciplined, greedy, weak. This story makes hunger feel like a personal failing rather than a biological signal.
This is the performance paradox, the belief that athleticism and leanness are inseparable, that a strong athlete is a lean athlete. This one is particularly insidious for women in fitness because it hijacks legitimate discipline (training hard, eating intentionally) and twists it into a directive to stay small. You end up believing you can't build muscle and accept temporary softness, one cancels the other out.
Grab a notebook or open a notes app. Write the exact story you've been running about putting on weight. Not the version you think you should believe, but the one that actually moves you, the one that makes you hesitate before eating carbs, that makes you feel relief when the scale dips, that makes gaining weight feel like failure.
Don't judge it. Don't soften it. Just name it.
This is the first act of deprogramming: making the invisible visible.
Once you can see the story as a story, not as truth, you can bring back your power and start to rewrite it.
For women, the beauty economy has been explicit: your value is negotiable based on how much space you take up.
For decades, the industries that profit from women's self-doubt - fashion, beauty, diet culture, cosmetic surgery - have invested heavily in one message: your body as it is naturally is not enough. And the specific prescription? Make it smaller. Take up less. Disappear a little.
This wasn't accidental messaging. It was strategic. A woman who believes her worth is contingent on her appearance is a woman who will consume endlessly - diets, workouts, supplements, clothes, cosmetic procedures - trying to hit a moving target that was never designed to be reachable. The goal-post shifts the moment you get close because your continued consumption is the point.
If you tied your worth to thinness, you were following a very logical script. Your nervous system learned: small body = safe, valuable and lovable. It learned this before you could question it, through repetition, through cultural consensus, through the mirror, through other people's commentary on your body.
Untangling worth from weight requires understanding that this association was installed, not discovered. You weren't born believing thin was better. You were taught. And what can be taught can be untaught.
In Part 2, we'll move from understanding the old story to actively rewriting it. You'll learn:
For now, the work is simple: Name the story. Write it down. Acknowledge that it's been running in the background, shaping decisions you thought were yours.
That's the first crack in the programming.
The first step to loosening the grip.
Before moving to Part 2, sit with these questions:
Write your answers somewhere private. These will become the raw material for your new story in Part 2.