I have always had a complex about my weight and body.
Growing up I was never stick skinny, I always had extra weight on me. At the age of 12 I started having horrible eating issues and at the tender age of 12 I began to become to throw up after every meal I ate.
This lasted until I was 15 and became pregnant with my son. I gained a lot of weight and my son was 9 pounds. I ended up having a C-section which made my complex with my body even worse. I couldn't handle the stretch marks and the extra skin I had around my stomach. I started again with the bulimia.
Now at the age of 21 I am still dealing with the side affects of my issues. I am no longer struggling with my eating disorder, as it has caused a great amount of health problems for me.
I am not perfect, nor will I ever be. I came to terms that my body isn't ruined, I gave birth to a beautiful child, when I came to terms with that, everyone else began to follow.
I've learned that most women have body issues and I envy the ones that don't. It shouldn't matter if you are a size 0 or 16, embrace what you have as you have things that other women would love to have. Embrace your breasts, your hips and your curves. Embrace your tiny fame, your fragile arms and your love handles.
Once you began to accept yourself, it won't matter what people say.
