She stared at herself in the mirror, astonished at the new curviness of her body, the uncomfortably extra chubbiness on her hips, her legs, her chin... everything. Fat shaming was never really something that she would come to mind of, but when she got to experience that shit herself, life completely had a whole new meaning. Is this how mean people could be? Little did she know that channelling all the depression, anxiety, and bodily dysmorphia into strength and boldness and courage would take her so far in life.