"almost is never enough"
Don't assume me that I have zero confidence in myself; my body fat doesn't make me less human. I have always been anxious about my body but due to my hard work this past four years, I am now at a stage that I can finally allow myself to feel good to fit in a dress nicely. Everyone has their own flaws which they are well-aware with(probably not everyone). The thing about feeling insecure on my body is something that I will never be able to get over with. Some days I would just ignore it and some days, I'll just cry about it. If I couldn't ignore it, I will keep my mind as positive as I can; and when I fail to do so, every compliments sound sarcastic. Everyday is a war for me.