Growing up, I was never the popular type. I would sit in class dead silent. I was the kind of little girl who no one wanted to be partners with. The kind of girl who was fat and ugly. The kind of girl that has 1 friend.
It's actually kind of funny isn't it? Yes, very funny. I find it funny because I am not that girl anymore.
Now I'm the kind of girl who is skinny, pretty, and everyone loves.
"Oh my goodness! How did you do it? How did you get so pretty and skinny?"
How did I do it? It wasn't easy. No, I did not just wake up one day pretty and skinny. It took years. Long, miserable years of me hating myself. Did it make me happier? Yes, actually I'd say it did. I'm going to tell you how I did it.
I looked at myself every day in the mirror. Every reflection of myself I saw, I glanced at. Even my reflection in a car, water, a spoon. I checked everyone to make myself aware of what I was. I ate healthy, but it become unhealthy. I ate too little. I would try to make one protein bar fill me up for breakfast, lunch, and a snack. I weighed myself everyday. Sometimes even three times a day. I was scared. Scared to go to friends houses. I feared that I would be forced to eat an unhealthy dinner. Since then, I've lost weight in a healthy way. I suppose it was just a phase, I'm not sure.
I got contacts. I ripped those dorky glasses off of my face the very second I could.
I straightened my hair. It's dead. I do not like my curly hair. The way it falls, so dry and frizzy. So I straighten it. Now it's shiny, and hot.
I whitened my teeth. I couldn't keep them yellow for any longer. I used whitening strips everyday.
Isn't it funny? I think so. It's funny that I could now have boys chasing me for the first time. It's funny that I looked at myself in the mirror, and I actually like what I see. I could stare at myself in the mirror for hours if I wanted. It's funny that I could wear a swimsuit without worrying what others will think.
