Ive been body shamed for a longest period of my life, at a point it felt like i was just my body, my whole existence is just my body , people see me as my body , I had a personality, i tried to be as friendly as I could with a smile pasted on my face but all everyone saw was the amount of fat I carried on my body and made me feel like it was a scar , but I decided to grow out of it, its not like I never tried, I would stop eating for days and try to be okay, but I wasn’t happy… not even for a second , i felt like I would have to carry the title of just being fat for the rest of my life and decided to give up but then i realised i was made for better things, it wasn’t me who had the scar, it was the eyes of the people who told me I wasn’t good enough, it was their fault for just seeing me as a body and not as the person I was , i decided to be confident and i choosed not to hear to anything that they had to say and prioritise myself, and love myself.