I have always been “bigger’ than all the other kids. Always. Whether it was taller, or chubbier than all the other kids, I was always, different. As I’ve grown up, I’ve grown out. My hips are wide, my butt is big, my breasts are large. But I have never had a flat stomach, small arms, or been called “skinny.” This has tormented me for years, always feeling like the reason I wasn’t popular or the reason my friends got all the boys was because I was too tall, or too chubby. I was the one with their arms crossed when they sat down, and the one that always turned to the side in pictures. Up until today, this was all still true. Except, I have a boyfriend who I care for dearly, and who loves all of my curves.
I’ve been seeing all these posts about girls, bigger than I am, who are in love with their bodies. If they can love what they were given, then so can I. My size will never be small. I am never going to be a twig. I’m never going to be a size zero, and I’m okay with that. Yeah, I wish my stomach was flatter and that my thighs were smaller. But I am the way I am for a reason. All I can do with what God has blessed me with is work it! So you know what? I’m going to. I know that it won’t always be easy and that there will be days where I still am uncomfortable in my skin, but I will persevere. I am strong.
So today is day one. Today, I love myself. I love my curves, and my body. Today, I won’t let anyone make me feel like I’m not good enough because I’m bigger than what these days is considered “beautiful.”
because I AM beautiful.