I tried to be perfect my whole life.
I never wanted to disappoint my mother, my family, myself.
I did every club I could, every sport.
I studied my ass off.
I felt academically confident.
But physically, I was the fat girl. The fat volleyball player, soccer player, basketball player.
The fat friend.
The third wheel.
I found someone eventually but it ended and I never got over it, I thought no one could love me for me, no one can love this plus sized body.
And now I've grown, and of course I want the perfect body but who determines if the body is perfect? Society.
Society is telling me how to live my life. When do you I stop listening to society and lists to myself?
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