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Dear Girls Love Yourself


How many times has this happened to you that you have liked a dress,  the dress feels like THE DRESS for you and  you have worn it with all the excitement in the world.
 Later you go out with your friends and one of the girls ends up telling you "Omg I love the dress, but have you gained a few pounds or is it just the dress".
We all know what happens next that dress is never going to see the sunlight ever again it will be thrown away in the wardrobe forever. 

 I don't get the fact that why do we do that, why is everyone so obsessed about being thin or being a particular size rather than obsessed about being fit. Why don't we just wear what we like and not think if this dress makes me look fat. Why is there so much backlash against  people that are not "the size" why can't people be what they wanna be. 

 I agree that being obese, eating junk all day is not healthy and normal but that is that. Everyone is allowed to wear what they want, eat what they like, they don't all have to run behind this so called image of beautiful that everyone has created. Not everyone is size 0 and not everyone has to. People are beautiful and amazing for a lot more reasons than that of the size of dress they wear. 

I am all in for eating healthy and treating your body right but that doesn't mean anyone has to starve themselves to death or not eat what they want to. Go ahead eat a burger once in two weeks that is okay, eating a burger daily that is where the problem is. 

 Why does everyone wanna be something that they are not, embrace yourself learn as many good habits that you can from others but never forget who you are. 

"There is a thin line between being thin and being fit" Aim towards being fit, work hard to be at a place where you're happy with the way you look and not look in a particular manner or dress up in a way cause people think that it is beautiful. 

 It is you who are going to live in that body and you aren't obligated to anyone other than yourself, hit the gym work towards what you want. It is then when this journey of being YOU will be a happy one 

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