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#bodypositivity

Kenzie-Winchester !!!!! my amazing sweet child of beauty !!! here :)

ill post one here and one on atavanhell , and I'll ask every member there too do it too :)

hi. im anni. im a teenager going through a lot of shit. yes I am angsty, but don't just dismiss me bc of that. I struggled with my self image for a while now, and I'm starting to love myself, all those curves and such. this society sucks. truly truly sucks. we believe that smaller is better, that the less mentally healthy you are the more beautiful you look. a world where illnesses and depression are romanticized. a world where people are being killed and torutured based on who they love and their skin color. we need to stand up against all this hate with love. love for ourselves, and love for others who need it. stand up ! there are people out there who need to be shown that hate cannot put us down, knock us into what they think is our place. love yourself to the best of your abilities and more , and then give some of that love to everyone around you. this #bodypositivity tags is one of the best things ever. I hope everyone participates, we can show society what we think of its stupid ass standards. :) I want everyone to know that it's ok to feel different , to feel unique. because that's what everyone is! i Love everyone so much, were all beautiful and amazing people who deserve the world. ily 💙💙

here's me :
I'm anni - panromantic bisexual non binary they/them ho

Im INDIAN and I struggled a lot with that when I was younger. i USED to think, since all models were white, that you could only be pretty if you were white. then I started to grow up. my skin tone mixed unevenly, because my dad has much darker skin than my mom. I started gaining weight from stress eating and my social anxiety keeping me from going outside. that was before the gender dysphoria hit. after that, it was a upwards battle fighting with myself and my families views on people like me. I began to question who I liked, what I truly was, if I would ever fit in to one of those already labeled boxes. that's when it hit me. just because I was a trans boy didn't mean I had to give up my love for skirts or makeup. it didn't mean I had to force myself to be a 'boy' or that I had to go by male pronouns. I could be ME. that's when I started to be more like myself, even if I didn't know what that is. but each day I don't cut AND each smile I honestly smile and each laugh I actually laugh gets me closer to finding that out.

I'm really starting to like myself :)