I have always been a big girl. I have grown up being obsessed with my size, strived to look like what I saw on TV or in magazines. Always focused on being skinny. In high school, I tried to hide my size with baggy shirts and good old JNCO jeans. I was trying to hide my body with what was in style at the time. I hated my body, which led to emotional eating, which only perpetuated my self-hatred. It wasn’t until I was almost 30 that I started embracing my body. I began to focus my attention on strength, not size, and owning the curves and power of my body. Loving what I had and accepting that I would never have a super-model image. And, most importantly, being perfectly comfortable with that fact. Being happy and proud of my body has allowed me to be myself in a way that I don’t think I’ve ever been able to be before. I have confidence, strength, and a beauty that is all my own.