I mocked, ridiculed, and told over and over again that I wasn’t deserving of love. People said I was too fat. That I’d never find someone who would truly want me. And as much as I tried to act strong, it hurt. Deeply. I would cry myself to sleep, wondering why the body I was born in had to feel like a crime.

But one day, I made a decision. Not for the world. Not for those who judged me. But for me. I wanted to feel better in my own skin. I started with the gym — it was hard, exhausting, mentally draining. Every step felt like a war.

Eventually, I chose to go for surgery. And to this day, I’ve never regretted that decision. It wasn’t just about my body, it was about taking back control of my life — my happiness, my confidence, my peace.

Today? The same men who once rejected me, laughed at me, looked past me… they’re the ones flooding my DMs. They want me now. But the truth is, I don’t need their validation. I’ve found something far more powerful — self-love.

To anyone reading this and struggling with self-worth because of how you look — do what makes YOU happy. Don’t let the world define your value. Your body is not a mistake. Your worth is not up for debate.