I'm over it. I'm done. I'm tired of hating my body. How it looks with and without clothes. How it feels when I sit down or am dancing. How I take a second glance when I look at the mirror. Its all become just too much for me.
I think I've been carrying around this non-literal weight on my shoulders for too long and it's finally time to let it go because I'm ready to be happy.
I've always fluctuated with my weight, ever since I can remember. I never thought about what it meant to be heavier or
