My sister who is 15 and absolutely beautiful thinks she's fat
. She is in track and has legs up to the heavens. I really wish the whole weight concept wasn't around. It makes me want to cry that she feels that she's fat when I, and everyone around her, know she isn't. But then again, if only I had followed my own advice while in high school. I was always ashamed of my body because I thought I was fat (at 120). Now that I'm in college and DEFINATELY NOT 120, I know that I wasn't fat or even overweight. I'm going to marry a personal trainer. Let me tell you I don't think I look really good, but it sure feels good when he tells me I'm perfect
Maybe if we'd all stop listening to the voices inside our heads and to what is real we'd all be happier.