"Growing up, my mom, grandmother, aunt, and cousin were tiny. My mom used to brag about how she only weighed 117 pounds when I was born - she was also 17 at the time. I was a chubby kid and felt like a hulking monster next to these petite women. I don't know how often I heard, 'She would be so pretty if she just lost some of that weight.' It was enough to mess me up for life. I'm 53 now and don't think there's been a single day since I was 12 that I haven't thought about my weight."
"My mom would complain about her 'big' nose all the time and apologize for giving me her nose. My entire life, I was insecure. I would reposition myself around boys so they wouldn't see my profile."
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