Luckily, I'm a very strong woman (emotionally...physically, not so much...). When she told me she'd buy me a piece of exercise equipment for Christmas, I let it go. When she tells me, "You have such a pretty face," I know what she's not saying..."it's a shame you're not thin." When she asks if I eat when I'm bored, I know that she's prying for information or making subtle implications...trying to get to the "root cause" for my weight. It's as though being overweight is the worst "crime" a person could commit. You know...nevermind that I graduated college with honors. Nevermind that I walked again after I was told I wouldn't. Nevermind that I'm back in school and doing really well. She's so focused on me not weighing 120 lbs. that she doesn't see all of these other good things I've done. Yes, I could afford to lose some weight, but when it comes down to it, who couldn't? Weighing what I weigh and at a size 14, overall, I'm happy. Truly, I am. I know that's not enough for some people (namely, my grandmother), but for me it is.
People will come into your life who will try to change you and form you into their ideal version of "you." Only you can do you...be comfortable in your skin...love and embrace who you are, and celebrate yourself. And above all else, know that you're enough.
