I didn’t really begin to “blossom” until my mid-twenties, which may not sound as comforting as I believe it is but I wish I could tell that to my younger self. You don’t have to have it all figured out at any point in life but least of all when you’re 15. I don’t know how to explain it other than I began to see myself as me instead of the me I felt like I should be based on the way I thought other people perceived me. I know, it sounds ridiculous. I began to appreciate my body and all of the things it does for me, rather than living by the constant self-insulting soundtrack in my head. I learned how to be confident enough to stand up for myself. I opened up to my doctor about the anxiety and panic I’ve been in the ring with all my life and I’m getting help. I feel like I’m worth being loved.

7 comments add comment

  • anonymous lover
2 months ago

hooray for you op

  • Thanks Op.
one month ago

And thanks for putting this on the front page because I really, really needed this.

  • positively negative
one month ago

Thank you so much for posting this. It gives me a lot of hope <3

  • anonymous lover
28 days ago

Thank you so much ♡

  • AH
10 days ago

I’m so proud of you for getting help! Your bravery and self live made my day, stranger!!!!

  • AH
10 days ago

*love :)))

  • OP
7 days ago

Thank you 🥰

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