In my elementary school, I was bullied for being the fat girl. Which was actually a stupid reason because one of the girls teasing me was even bigger than I was. They just made up an excuse to tease me for the sake of teasing me.
For years I didn’t care what I looked like because I’d figured there was nothing to look at. Then the teen years came strolling around along with insecurities. In photos I’d notice I didn’t look quite so cool as my pals. Then I’d notice little things like how strange my nose sort of hooks, my mouth is small, my hair does what it wants against my will, my face is this sort of this irregular octagon, and the list goes on. NOW! I have braces. I hate showing my teeth now, I cover my mouth when I smile. But ya know, I keep thinking how they’re not permanent and how awesome my teeth’ll be in a year.
Also in recent months, my peers (of the female sort mainly) won’t cease stating I’m cute. I find that ridiculous. “Cute” just isn’t something I’d say about myself. I feel “cute” is a word for something … small? or cuddly? Like a bunny, or a puppy. Maybe I’d say “unique”.
I’m still insecure and I still think I’m a bit funny looking sometimes. Finally, I'm tired of being the fat friend, I plan to lose up to 45 pounds before prom this coming spring. Wish me luck!