Listen to me. You are approximately 37.5 trillion cells all working together. for billions of years, the “how-to” has lived within you. You are a product of the smallest atoms and particles–things literally made of stardust. These pieces of you make up the entire universe. You are part of the universe. You are your own universe. You are the universe. there is so much to you. You are beyond fat. You are a body. You are a soul. You are a mind, a heart, a gut, a hand, a set of eyes, a pair of ears, and every mark and scar and stretch that is unique to you. You are a product of everyone you’ve ever loved, every place you’ve been to, every book you’ve read, every song you’ve listened to, every heart you’ve touched, and every minute in between. You are something. something bold. something fearless. something kind. something brave. something all things beautiful. something good. something infinite. something free. something whole. something magical. there are words within you, stories waiting to be told, lives waiting to be touched by you, words waiting to be said, and a mark waiting to be left on this world by you. the best part of this is that you’ll grow. you’ll grow in each and every way day by day. you are here, waiting to be someone you’ve not yet become. you will grow into a changing world, a better world. you’ll grow in your mind and soul and everything you touch will become stronger. You are ever changing, evolving into something bigger than yourself. You are here. there is so much about you from the way your hair looks first thing in the morning to the way your eyes light up at the sound of your best friend's voice to the way your fists clench after a boy says that he thinks girls are lesser to every movement you make in between. there is so much of you. you are brave. you look at all of this, and you focus on your fat? why? tell me why. You are so deserving of love. You are worthy for all that you have and all that you are. You are so much, your entity cannot be contained in a single word that’s only three letters long and used to describe only one part of you. You are beyond your fat.
“I’ve hated myself since 7th grade, the year I realized I was fat” // an open letter. (C.M.H)
