My name is Jeremy Scott and for a majority of my life I have lived with Body Dysmorphic Order, more specifically known as Muscle Dismorphia, aka “Bigorexia.”

I wanted to share this with you because to some extent I believe a majority of you currently or have at one time have experienced this as well.

I meet so many beautiful, athletic, fit, “way above average women” in my business – it’s Scottsdale, we have some sexy folks living here. Even with that said, over the years I have seen many of them exhibit symptoms of body dysmorphic disorder.

Many of you are saying, “What hell is that?” Per my good friends over at the Mayo Clinic:

“Body dysmorphic disorder is a type of chronic mental illness in which you can't stop thinking about a flaw in your appearance — a flaw that is either minor or imagined.” When you have body dysmorphic disorder, you intensely obsess over your appearance and body image, often for many hours a day. Body dysmorphic disorder is also known as “dysmorphophobia”.

To some degree I think we all feel self-conscious of certain areas of our body - be it, breasts, stomach, arms, legs, or butt. Whatever it is, most of us have something we don’t love on our bodies.  

That’s cool, that’s normal, and we can all work on some things we don’t like. But when it becomes an obsession – taking up hours of your day thinking about it, starring in the mirror at your “trouble issue” day after day, not wearing or wearing certain clothes to always hide your “flaws”, it becomes more of an unhealthy habit or disorder.

I am here to tell you guys we are all a little crazy, but listen when I say LOVE WHAT YOU HAVE, LOVE WHAT YOU WERE GIVEN and WORK HEALTHY, SAFELY, AND POSITIVELY TO CHANGE the things you don’t love just yet!

The reason I can relate to you more than you even realize is because I use to be obsessed with my physical appearance. I just wanted to be “BIG” whatever that term even means as it’s changed so much. Back 5-6 years ago I wanted to be BIG more than anything and it literally dominated my life.

I had what you would call Muscle Dysmorphia (aka Bigorexia) - a disorder in which a person becomes obsessed with the idea that they are not muscular enough.

“Those who suffer from muscle dysmorphia tend to hold delusions that they are "skinny" or "too small" but are often above average in musculature. Sounds like one Jeremy Scott to me!

In this disorder, a person is preoccupied with thoughts concerning appearance, especially musculature. As with other forms of body dysmorphic disorder, people with Muscle Dysmorphia ignore information that their body image is not consistent with reality.

I just wanted to be 190lbs and ripped, that was it. I would train with my good friend who, if you ask him today also suffered with Muscle Dysmorphia for a long time. My friend is also a fitness model like myself and I know for a fact, like many other guys and gals in our industry, he hates some parts of his body and might still even obsess about them today.

Back in the day, we would step on the scale daily wishing, wanting, waiting for the numbers to go up. Eating non-stop, lifting hard-heavy, doing what we thought were all the right things – thinking one day it would just happen.

But day after day I would go from 182lbs to 184lbs back to 181lbs back to 183lbs and so on.

Basically I was fucking crazy and wanted to look like “Arnold” at 190lbs. For some reason in my delusional mind I thought it would happen.

To save you the roller coaster ride, I type this post today at 214lbs and recently clipped at 7% body fat  – that’s 24lbs bigger than my goal 5 years ago of “190lbs and ripped” – and if you consider 7% ripped I guess I met that goal too.

I tell you that to tell you this – the number means nothing. I got to 190lbs and still wasn’t happy, I still didn’t like how I looked, I was too skinny, and too fat at the same time. Sounds weird, right?

Even as recent as a year ago, competing on stage, I looked in the mirror before pre-judging and thought, “Man your arms are way too skinny and your stomach is too thick.” 100% honest to GOD truth.

Before vs After

The society we live in, the culture of certain fitness circles, certainly the vanity side I work in for parts of the year – that stuff fucks with your head.

Women, you have it the worst. The Photoshop, airbrushed, B.S. they feed girls isn’t real, it’s not realistic, and even if it was that girl on the cover, probably has 2-3 things she is working on she doesn’t like about her self as well.

The point again is we are all a little crazy – YOU HAVE TO LOVE WHAT YOU GOT and WORK HEALTHY, SMART, AND BE POSITIVE about things you wish to change.

At 31 years old, the other day while I was training alone for the first time, I looked in the mirror and thought, “Man Jeremy, you are in pretty good shape.” This is coming from a guy who has numerous sponsorships, been in tons of magazines, and gets paid from these guys for, let’s be honest, how I look with a shirt off.

If you take anything away from this let it be, NEVER compare yourself to anyone else. Your genetics, your goals, your stresses, your body is 100% yours. DON’T be concerned with every imperfection. It’s those imperfections that make us unique and make us, well, us!”

I get it, you have to love your body, and I am all for positive, healthy work to make it better. Just don’t let your pursuit of it ruin the rest of your life and consume you.  The journey of healthy eating and training should be fun, and getting sexy-healthy is fun.

I once lived my life around training, eating, and getting big and ripped. Now those things fit into my life in a healthy, balanced way.

I set my own standards. I love being lean, I love eating healthy, and the byproduct is a body I am happy with.

Eating healthy, training like a bad ass, and loving your life are the sexiest things you can do, regardless if you love your butt and thighs or not. Eventually, if you do enough healthy eating and badass training the rest of your body will get the message - trust me on that.

Until next time, guys eat clean, train hard, be nice to people and LOVE YOUR BODY. It’s the only one you have!