I will not let my weight define me.
It doesn’t matter what society says. It doesn’t matter if I hear your words repeatedly in my head. I will not let them define me. I always hear, “You’re too fat,” or “Why couldn’t you just be a little bit smaller?” Society emphasizes on women being a size two or a size four. But heaven forbid you reach a size 10! Apparently, the whole world could end.
I will not let the size of my jeans define me. I wasn’t good enough for you. Translation: I wasn’t skinny enough for you. Never mind the countless compliments I’ve gotten from other people. People who tell me I’ve never looked healthier than what I do now.
I had a baby. I had your baby. And you still find me unattractive. I will not let your feelings towards me define me. I am my own person. I am a human being, with feelings. My weight tried to define me, but I wouldn’t let it.
I finally learned to embrace my curves. I learned that I don’t have to weigh 110 pounds or be a size two in order to be happy. I can be 170 pounds, a size 10, and be just as happy. All because I am a person.
A living, breathing person, who won’t let her weight define her.