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Ok so... I was going through Instagram shopping for bathing suits. And I always go though the comments to see what the costumers have to say about the products. And all I see are a bunch of chubby girls (sorry I mean grown ass women) whining about how the brands don’t show enough body sizes and thin/fit girls promote anorexia... sigh... insecure girls being insecure nothing new. Anyways I saw this one entertaining fight where two girls were fighting about this whole body image debacle. And long story short the insecure girl (sorry once again I mean GROWN ASS WOMAN) was like “skinny girls are a problem they make young girls want to starve themselves just look at what Instagram had to do to #skinny”. After reading this I was like what is this fool talking about. Then I did some research... “exaggerated sigh” look I get it young girls are impressionable as fuck and anorexia is no joke. But really us naturally skinny girls have to have a caution sign on a word that describes us? Really?

When I was 15. I had anorexia. My family said I was fat. My friend said “but I weighed the same as you back then” when I finally told her.

I was “illegal” for 18 years. My BEST FRIEND literally told me that the only reason my teacher liked me was bc I was illegal for 18 years and that that was the only reason my teacher liked me. She said: “if she knew about me...”

I lived in an emotionally abusive and controlling household. Everyone said: your parents must be so proud, your life is literally perfect.

At 19, I was sexually assaulted. I never told anyone until a year later. My mom once said if I ever was sexually assaulted, she didn’t know what she’d do with me (she doesn’t know nor will she ever know). She said she would never want to see me again bc that was my fault and she could even go as far as to hit me if I even so much as was with a guy at his place alone.

I was diagnosed with mild depression and my friend said, that’s nothing. There’s still hope for you. I have severe depression. You don’t want to die everyday like I do...

Someone close to me died less than a week ago and my parents expected me to be okay. Go clean something up they said. I couldn’t even be there for friends. It hit his brother who was also my ex (and first and only boyfriend up to this point), harder than anyone and I couldn’t be there.

I am just 20 years old. “You’re always so happy!” They say. Yeah... “happy”. That’s the girl with the “perfect life”. No ones struggles are your own so stop undermining them. There I said it. Stop saying “I’ve had it worse”, “it could’ve been worse.” Stop making people feel BAD because you think you have it “worse”. The truth is EVERYONES struggles are hard 💔 and comparing yours to theirs shouldn’t even be a thought to cross your mind. Both situations are bad. Andagreed If someone is brave enough to tell you their struggles, be empathetic. Listen. Respect. ✊🏽