I’ve posted somethings a while ago about my struggles with eating disorders and my insecurities with my body. For years, I was told I was fat and ugly, and it started to take a toll on me. I wouldn’t eat, and if I did, I’d go to the bathroom and throw it up. I wanted to be the “perfect” weight. I wanted to be stick thin, have a thigh gap, etc. I would never wear shorts because my thighs were bigger than most girls and I had stretch marks.
My hips had stretch marks on them as well as my breasts and every time I looked at myself, I felt disgusted. I wore jeans, and baggy shirts. All. The. Time. I didn’t go swimming because I was afraid of what people would think of me. I was afraid they would think I was disgusting, like I thought I was. Last year, I started going to a different school. I was still insecure, and I didn’t wear any form fitting clothes. I wore mostly sweats and a hoodie.
But at around the middle of the year, I started to notice changes that I never saw in Mulvane. People didn’t put me down for being “overweight”, or for having scars, or stretch marks. I finally started to feel accepted, and with everyday, I recovered. I started eating, and keeping it down. I stopped comparing myself to others, and I came to the realization that my body is the way it is, and I should feel comfortable with it. I am at a perfectly healthy weight for my height and age, and no one can tell me differently.
I have stretch marks on my breasts, because guess what, guys? (this might come as a shock to you) I HAVE BIG BOOBS. Wow omg, what a shocker. And no, I don’t have implants. That may be a surprise as well, but if my father won’t let me have a nose piercing, I highly doubt he’d let me get my breasts enlarged at 15.
I grew pretty quickly, and I was a tall child. So I have stretch marks on my hips, and my thighs.
But who are you to tell me how I should feel about my body? If I am confident the way I am, why would YOU try to ruin it for me? To make yourself feel better about your life? Because that’s honestly all you’re doing now.
I used to let people’s words hurt me, but now, I don’t. Because I simply do not care what assholes think. I am Katherine Frances Coppola
I am beautiful. Stretch marks, scars and all.
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!