Life struggles are always complicated and hard to describe in words. When it comes to the battle we all do to attain a specific prestige through our good work we feel overwhelmed to narrate it. So this time I am going to give an account of my struggle in which I overpowered the specific tag of being called chubby.
Being a single sister I faced an eating disorder in my teenage years. I was skinny in my childhood but before reaching the teenage years, sudden instabilities transpired into my body and It was a surprise for my family too. I never paid attention to any contentions regarding my chubby physique. Somehow it was painful but it was not in my hands, I couldn't change my lifestyle.
Some called me cute and I was comfortable until I realized it's the hormonal imbalance. Continuous testing took a lot of my time but my stress was alleviated because I didn't have diabetes but yes the thyroid test was troubleshooting. My mom invested time and money in diagnosis but now the cure didn't involve any therapeutic usage .Rather I was being conducted to implement changes in my lifestyle.
That Shireen was very studious then and I did not have enough time which I could employ in self care. I cut off my social circle and dodged the relatives mostly, because I listened to the smart goal guides xd. Few asked my mom to cut off my screen time but she disavowed as I was not the screen-addicted person. Some asked to get rid of junk food but I was not into that matter. It was hard for me to talk about the physical health issues I was having, somehow I was encountering mental deterioration too.
I was fearful maybe because I felt cowardly at first. I couldn't reverse the mentality of people neither I had enough courage to change myself. So what I did to myself then?? Did I waited for miracles. Hahaha yes I did and this time the miracle was conditional on time. Through the mental trauma of 7 years finally time healed me. From school time, I jumped into collage, I remained hijabi but it was my personal preference but to some extent it gave me enough confidence to withstand that opposition. I kept on succeeding in my academic career, there is a secret behind all this adventure. No one took interest in me so I was in a safe zone throughout my university life. (Although curiosity played an important role in getting to know the girl behind the veil.;)
I was in 6th semester when the covid time period prevailed, online classes gave me an opportunity to pay heed toward self care. I experimented with home chores so managing life as a typical girl gave me some goosebumps as I felt modifications in myself. Moving to work outs after graduation I met another version of me. From 66 to I moved to 58 and amazingly I am standing on 56 right now hehe. Gym played a role but I would give all the credit to morning and night walks. Few peeps tagged the fully covered girl as bugler cat馃槀but didn't show them my identity of course even in the gym too (gained a lot of reputation in this phase) . Still I meet peeps who ask me about the magical serum and I keep on laughing. When it comes to the exact time, we all focus on ourselves. But few goals are more crucial sometimes. After demonstrating marvelous performance in my educational career I felt so relaxed. I gave enough attention to the home objectives and gained mastery in kitchen stuff. I realized healthy and timely eating served beneficial toward attaining smart gold.
Tolerating the mental stress due to your physique is troubleshooting but focus on goals which need your more attention. Evolving as a successful person is more important than meeting the standards of people.
