I used to be so insecure about my body when I was younger. I didn't have an eating disorder, but the depression I had ate me alive. The meds made me a zombie. The family dinner nights, school lunch, parties, I skipped them all. I starved myself because I tried to be perfect. But now I don't even care and I LOVE my body. I went from about 120 pounds to 99 when my depression first hit. This is my 2013-2017 transformation. 99 pounds to 135 pounds. I've never been so proud of myself.

P.s. I was released off of my depression medicine November 2016. 🌼