Long post ahead. But those who make it to the end, I appreciate you. Just a peek at who I am on the inside. ****It's taken me YEARS, to accept my body for what it is. I used to be pretty overweight, and standing at 4'9, I was never very confident in my looks. I was picked on a lot for my looks and height, and rejection from asking guys out back in high school and middle school was always a given. I've had boyfriends, MULTIPLE, pick at me about my weight, and tell me over time that I should be skinnier, dump me because of my weight, call me fat, amongst some other harsh things. It was when i was in an abusive relationship that i was at my lowest point. He made me feel so bad about myself, that I would starve myself on a regular basis. The last 6 years, my weight has been spiking up and down. All of this because of what people have said. All of this because I let it get to me. I started comparing myself to every girl that I met, automatically putting myself down because i thought they were prettier.
That was never the case. I was never ugly or not skinny enough. A little overweight, but that's about it. All of those hateful things people said and did, shouldnt have mattered.
I'm finally at a point, where...no fucks are given. I eat what I want, keep a decent physique, and have reached a happy point. Nobodys hurtful words matter to me anymore. I'm Finally comfortable in my own skin. I've finally learned what it means to love yourself. Although I'm still hard on myself at times, I just keep pushing through. I just hope that some of you can relate and have learned to love yourselves too!