When I was little, my mom used to joke that I should carry rocks in my pockets๐so the wind wouldnโt blow me away, since I was so small and delicate ๐ฌ๏ธ๐ Those funny moments have stayed with me, and even though Iโve grown up since then, that warmth is still with me.
As I got older, I realized that it doesnโt matter what your body looks like, it matters how you feel. Iโm proud of my body because itโs my strength and my journey to confidence ๐ช๐