I was fat for about two years and although it was an awful time of my life I'm extremely happy I had to pass through it. Maybe it is a strange thing to say or an awful way to start a blog post but that's exactly how I feel.
I've learn so much about people in that period, and the time after I've lost the extra weight. The majority of friends I had that time were boys, they didn't care if I was fat or ugly, they just wanted someone they could talk to and have fun.
Not all of the guys were nice, of course. One guy that was in my class had the nerve to call me "Fat and ugly" out loud to the entire class. Unfortunately, for him, I grew up, and lost the weight, and he fell in love with me. Can you believe that he didn't remember he had called me those things? Such a prick... didn't had any luck.
Seen some of those guys falling in love with me when they didn't pay any attention to me when I was fat made me doubt about "Love". I have a really hard time falling in love, actually.
I have a way of seeing beauty, the personality of someone changes the way I perceive them. If they're nice they become extremely beautiful, but if they are mean people I see them as ugly as hell, even if they are consider really beautiful by society.
As I told you I've lost the weight. The jokes about being fat stopped, but the jokes about being skinny began.
Hearing things such as :"If she didn't had long hair I would have mistaking her for a boy" were really hard to listen.
I don't get why people have to be so mean to others. Can't a person be the way they are? Why does people have to be so critical towards others?
I bet you can understand now why I have a hard time trusting people.
I'm a girl with long hair (yes, people also criticize me about that), that was fat, and extra skinny, and now has a normal weight for her height.
A girl that loves to eat (please stop saying that I don't eat. And stop doubting it when I say that I do) and has a blog because she needs to fill her time with something, having nothing to do will drive her mad.
A girl that has a hard time falling in love. If I say I love you, then I really really do.
A girl that doesn't have many friends because she doesn't let anyone get to close, and when she does people always let her down.
But despite all that, I'm still the most hopeful person in the world.
I love myself and my body. It was hard and it took me a while, but I really do. Only I should be able to criticize it, because I'm the one that knows it best, the one that knows all the good and least-good features. Only I should judge my body, and now I choose not to do it, you should too.
Embrace your body and stop giving people a hard time. Everybody is beautiful in their own way.
Stay strong! Love, Maria
