In a world of skinny people and fitness freaks,
Lived a "Fat Girl"
She was looked and trodden down in the past
Names tagged to her, by people, some of who still remain nameless to her
The world around her painted a picture of fixed unrealistic beauty standards
Pushing her to hate the one thing that was truly only her's: HERSELF
Her skin shining with all it's brown glory, under the summer sun, isn't enough...
Her beautiful smile, with shinning bright eyes, wasn't pretty enough...
Her playfulness and loyalty, goes unseen
Her work ethics and outlook to life, means nothing
She is a good person, but who cares, that weight is a big turnoff, she has heard a few times.
But today she is seen, her hip dips, the damn curves, those love handles, bulging out of that bodycon she is wearing
How can she?
Dress according to your size, she is told
Unruffled, by the comments today, she is for the first time ever, and a bit slowly, but surely; falling in love with HERSELF
Not glorifying obesity, just being kind to herself
Baby steps towards self love ❤
Not your normal pretty, yet?