Blizzfulliss

Being Confident in your own Body

Hello everyone and welcome to my first ever story. I wanted to start with a topic that has had an effect on me since I began my teenage years, CONFIDENCE. The first time I began to notice my body changing I was 9 years old. I started to develop quite quickly compare to my friends and I was really scare about that change. When I was just 9 years old I moved to Florida and that's when everything began to change for me, and not for the better. I started 5th grade not knowing any English, my native language is Spanish and it was already difficult enough to do homework because I didn't understand anything. I used to cry while doing my homework because I felt so stupid not knowing anything, at the time I thought that was going to be my only problem. Boy was I wrong. As the days progressed, my self-esteem began to decline, that wasn't even the worst part yet. I began to get bully on my second week of school, I remember it like it was yesterday, It was really traumatizing. Now, the bullying wasn't anything physical, it was emotionally, which I think is worst in my opinion, at least for me it was worst then any physical pain. This continued on till I finally started middle school. In 6th grade I met my best friend who I am so thankful for, we are still best friend till this day and I am 20 years old. During my middle school days everything was good, now fast forward to high school, freshman year. My body was bigger then ever, I have changed completely and not for the better, I gained a lot of weight. I kept seeing this other girls with bodies that were to die for, I wanted nothing more then to be like them. I began to try and eat healthy and exercise but it never worked, it was no use. I got so envy that I began to try and cut my stretchmarks out, yeah you read it right, CUT. Not the smartest idea if. I tried to try out for the track team, couldn't do it, I was too fa and too slow, so I gave up. I felt undesirable by the guys at school, I didn't have many friends, or any friends for that matter. The only friend that I had was my best friend, let's call her Mary. Now, at times I did envy my best friend because her body was amazing as well, I thought, how can a girl like her be friends with me.. Well, let me tell you why. It's because she saw who I was, truly, she saw me for me, not my appearance. It took me so long to figure that out, that if nobody saw me for me, for who I truly was then they were not worth it, they were not real friends. After I finally finished and graduated high school I began to see my self worth, to see who I truly was and who I wanted to be. All of those little incidents that happen to me weren't so little, they affected me so much emotionally, but because of that I finally learnt to love myself. I began to love my body, treat it like the temple it was and the temple it is now.