Invidious

I’ve been body shamed since I was around 7 or 8.

I was just a CHILD. I didn’t even know what “perfect” meant But people had ALREADY decided I wasn’t it.

The comments started early—on my FACE, my WEIGHT, my BODY.

And slowly,
I started to BELIEVE them.
I STOPPED eating.
I lived on SALADS and WATER.
I worked out until I was EXHAUSTED—not to be strong,
but to DISAPPEAR.

Eventually, I became SKINNY.
And for a moment, I thought I had “won.”
But deep down, I was TIRED. I was HUNGRY. I was HURTING.

So I started EATING again. I felt ALIVE again.
And yes, I gained weight.
I became CHUBBY.
And guess what?
The COMMENTS came back.

Even TODAY, I still hear people TALK about me.
Some LAUGH quietly.
Some don’t even try to WHISPER.
It STILL hurts.
Because no matter how much I changed, I was NEVER “enough” for them.
But I’m DONE letting their words define my WORTH.

This body has carried me through every BATTLE, every BREAKDOWN, every silent night when I just wanted to be INVISIBLE.
I’ve had to REBUILD the confidence they BROKE .
Piece by painful PIECE.

So if you’ve ever looked in the mirror and felt like you don’t belong
If you’ve ever been made to feel ashamed of your body .

PLEASE KNOW THIS:
YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

And you don’t need to become SMALLER to be LOVED.

This isn’t just a post.
It’s the part of me I NEVER said out loud.
And maybe… someone out there needed to hear it TODAY.

— Winter 🤍

#BodyShaming #MyStory #StillHealing #SilentStruggles #MentalHealth #SelfWorth #WinterSpeaks #YouAreNotAlone
🕊️ "I lost myself just to feel accepted."

EDIT: this post is not for sympathy but to spread awareness that how effected a persons life can be by your words . PLEASE BE KIND TO OTHERS THEY ARE HUMAN TOO .
HOPE THIS POST HELPS SOMEONE .