Growing up I was always called the skinny girl which was crazy because well I wasn't even that skinny.
I was laughed at cause apparently my head was bigger than my body and I always wanted and aimed to be "bigger" and while that sounded like a plan I was in for a ride.
I had so many insecurities and I was repeatedly called a "bubblehead" by even the guy I liked and as a teenager going through puberty, it wasn't the best situation.
As fate may have it I had the opportunity to get bigger after traveling to a new destination where all I could do was eat and eat and well eat some more and in case you don't know where this is going to I got bigger, might I even say fat and what people called thick.
I came back to my state and I was in for a rude awakening with comments like you have gotten fat and you should lose some weight and well I got used to saying "I love myself" and you should "leave me alone". Did I love myself? Yes. Was I still insecure? Yes.
I stayed like that for a few years slowing climbing up the scale and being able to be confident with what I had. All the comments fell on deaf ears and I could always reply with the sharpest words.
I was okay with being FAT and there was nothing anyone could do or say to me.
Fast forward to some years later, I felt like losing all the weight because I wanted to see how my body could look smaller and all my adult life I hadn't seen myself "small" or "skinny" and with exercises and dieting, I managed to lose a reasonable amount and of course, I got comments also, you looked better bigger, you should stop, why are you trying to fit into society's standard and so on and I just couldn't get it.
I was always happy big or small but I guess I was never going to fit into what society wanted cause society was confused and filled with different opinions of people who didn't understand that I wasn't trying to please them. I wasn't perfect and that was okay.
So live your life, be healthy, and be delighted.
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