I wonder when girls are going to realize that being thin isn’t the key to happiness.

Having a flat stomach isn’t going to stop other people from making fun of you. Having a thigh gap isn’t going to stop you from getting hurt and getting your heart broken. Weighing 100 pounds isn’t going to make you love yourself.

If you hate your body and lose weight just to be accepted, you’ll never be satisfied. You’ll consistently find new things to hate about yourself, never being comfortable in your own skin.

I’ll never understand where people got this ridiculous idea that thin=happy. You can be happy at any size, as long as you love yourself.

Wake up.