I'm a UK 18 and I've always felt ashamed. I've used everything to try and hide my curves. I've made myself sick trying to lose weight. My worst bullies? My family. From telling me I shouldn't wear certain things to telling me to lose weight to full on poking my hips and tummy and calling me fat. But I got a new boyfriend one who's been chasing me for years and he loves every single bit of me especially my belly. It's his fave part of me to touch. I'm finally loving my body most of the time because I've seen myself through his eyes and it's helping me see the beautiful not the ugly. I'm pretty. I can say that now. I am pretty!