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she was jealous of all the girls who could eat whatever they wanted to and would gain some weight. her stupid stomach couldn't stand too much food or she'd throw up. she was weak and she hated being weak. it was impossible for her  to hang out with her friends and not compare herself with them or even strangers. they were all curvy, with some meat in their bones while she only had bones. comparing herself to other girls' bodies was like torture for her and she liked torturing herself. she thought she deserved it for not being good enough.

she was jealous of all the girls who could eat whatever they wanted to and wouldn't gain any weight. she just wanted to feel skinny for once, because everybody knew skinny meant pretty. she had grown up hearing those concepts and from an early age, she started believing them and thinking she was not beautiful like all the other thin girls. she hated going to the beach and seeing all the model-like girls running around in their bikinis. she was not like them and it broke her heart to know that it was almost impossible to look as perfect as them. she was far from being comfortable in her own skin. society had taught her not to feel pretty because she was overweight.

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