1 year update
Yesterday whilst drinking after the companys xmas dinner a friend told me how chubby i had gotten.
He meant no harm, he compimented my cute big cheeks and big bum, he said it with love. And although i don’t appriaciate body comments for good or for bad, this was the first time it did not affect me one bit. I simply kept laughting, drinking and making fun of my own big butt, which i now a days I much appriaciate.
Only two years ago, on the culprit of my eating disorter a friend of my ex boyfriend told me i had gained weight and that i should diet. He did mean harm, there was no love in his words, but only judgment. I had a panick attack, and spend 2 weeks crying.
I hated him after that, to be honest i’ve always thought he is a horrible human beeing, still do today, but thats not the story here.
Love or no love in those words, it finally doesnt affect me, I couldn’t care less.
This is the first time i am not fit, maybe a little bit bigger and i LOVE the heck out of myself.
I love me for who I am, and I love my body no matter the shape, or size.
I’m even going to say i FORGIVE you asshole.
I am finally free of the cage that i built myself.











