Story 658
I was always praised for my body and the way I looked, so eventually I started to think that it defined me. Girls were always jealous and boys were always looking at me like I only mattered physically. Once I was even asked: "Can you please get fatter? Thanks." And now that I have gained weight, I realise how wrong that was and how much it affected me. I never got the chance to be happy with my body myself, I only kept myself busy with how people reacted to it. I'm not here to be pretty or attractive for anyone else but me.