Growing up, I was always taller, thicker and different. Being the only multi-cultured person in my moms side of the family, I received ALOT of bullshit. This was hard for a young girl and for such a long time I hated who I was & how I looked. I refused to look at myself in the mirror in passing or even washing my hands. Its was my lowest of lows. Simply HATING how I looked. I swore I was ugly...

These days, I cannot get enough of myself. I love how I look, I know I am not perfect but I'm cute asf by my OWN standards.

I just want anyone who is stuggling to know there IS a light at the end of the tunnel, you just have to keep chasing it. Find what works for you and know that you truly are beautiful no matter what anyone tells you.

Confidence is key, once you build YOURSELF up, no one can break you down. STAY STRONG!