Today I caught myself thinking about how much better I would look if I were skinnier. I won't deny that it's probably true, but as I was thinking this, I realized we have more purpose to our lives than obsessing over dieting, exercising, appearances or how we're captured on film.
We aren't objects that need to be tweaked, we are subjects that need to be loved.
So what if I'm not as small as the girls around me? I'm a living person with a (relatively) healthy body. I have an intrinsic amount of worth despite whatever dress size I may be.
