The amount of times I have caught myself thinking ‘if I was skinny, I would be so much happier’ is truly outstanding, and I don’t think I’m the only one who thinks this way. I believe many people, both males and females, think that all of their problems will magically disappear if they just GET SKINNY. I’m here to tell you, that isn’t the case.
At your current weight, you might have trouble finding the right clothes and you might feel disgusting every time you leave the house, and I can definitely relate to that. There’s nothing worse than finally finding a dress you think you look nice in, then going out and walking past a window and realizing you look like a hippo. You probably go home and spend hours scrolling down tumblr, pinterest or instagram looking at skinny people and their beautiful clothes and crying while eating a kilo of chocolate. Let me tell you that when you’re skinny, you still have wardrobe malfunctions and you still find that one dress you think looks amazing on you, actually makes you look like a 12-year-old boy.
The way you are now, you might be sick of never having friends or not having a boyfriend and getting judgmental glares from everyone. You’re probably sick of people staring and whispering about you when you walk past and you’re tired of comparing yourself to everyone else in terms of weight. When you’re skinny, you’ll get plenty of attention from the opposite sex, but not always in a good way. Sure, that one cute boy who works in the coffee shop might smile or write his name on your cup, but not all the attention you’re going to get will be good. If you’re skinny, you’ll get stared at by men; fifty year old, bearded, fat men. You’ll get glared and cat-called at so often, you will constantly regret your wardrobe choices, and eventually you will want to dress in the baggiest, ugliest clothes you own in order to make it stop.
And finally, but most importantly, self-confidence issues unfortunately do not stop at weight. Even if you’re skinny, someone else will always be skinner and you’ll want to look like them. Your legs won’t be long enough or you’ll be too tall, your face will be too pointy or your cheeks too puffy, your hair is too straight or it’s just always a mess of ringlets that you can’t contain, your eyes will never be as sparkly as you like, your hair will never shine as bright as you wan it to, your nails won’t be long enough and now that you’re skinny, your chest and ass is so flat, you look like a 12 year old boy.
What I’m getting at is that we’re given the bodies we’re given and your body should never impact your happiness. As long as you’re healthy, why should it matter?