The number on the scale does not define you. That number cannot possibly tell you who you are, or who you’re not. That number does not determine your worth. That number is not your identity. You are so much more than that.
"You are beautiful." How do you feel when you hear those words? Do you believe them? I didn't...until now.
I was sitting on the floor of my dorm room closet, leaning against the closed door. My entire body shook violently as hot tears streamed down my face. "What the hell have I done?" I asked myself. "Who have I become?"