The world regained color when I decided that the perfect body is the one that allows me to live. There is life beyond recovery; I am destined for it.
For a platform that was created for the sole purpose to share photos and express creativity, there seems to be a lot of unnecessary rules.
It took me months of therapy to realize I was not meant to follow the crowd. I am my own unique individual. Realizing this was the first step to self-love.
“You look fine,” you say. You leave and I smile. I do look fine. But not in the way you think. Not in the way you choose to paint me.