Dear past me, I was wearing a crop top while I wrote this. I grabbed an almond croissant for breakfast today and I ate it in front of everyone. I am going to a May Ball after exams, and I bought a backless dress to wear, without thinking for a second about how repulsive my back rolls might seem.
No, I’m not messing with you. I know how far-fetched this may sound to you right now. Looking at your wardrobe with only baggy black tees because you didn’t want to be noticed; missing your school farewell party and so many once-in-a-lifetime experiences because you’d rather die than have someone see an inch of your skin; being scared about the idea of ordering dessert after a meal because how dare someone with a body like yours desire indulgence sometimes? I know you won’t have believed a word of what I said about where I am now, but please hang in there.
Things get better. “I know how far-fetched this may sound to you right now” You’ll get into your dream university, and you’ll move halfway across the world, and you’ll realise there is so much more to life than high school and how you were made to feel at the place you technically call home. Do you remember when you first went to school after gaining some weight during the pandemic and a teacher thought it was appropriate to comment on it in the hallway, and that made you want to disappear? Or how you used to dread receiving your report card despite your stellar grades because the little ‘height and weight’ sec.
