Way too many persons have told me to my face, that my size was a problem.
Way too many persons think I suffer from anorexia.
Way too many adults have forced me to eat way more than I can at once, because they thought I wasn't well fed.
Way too many persons think it is okay to approach me and insist that my beauty should match up to their standards.
Way too many people...

Way too many irrelevant, insignificant, ignorant, closed minded, pathetic, presumptuous, mentally stuck people who do not realize what their words do.
Way too many of them, stuck with a mindset that says that my differences and my apparent flaws makes me a problem. When really, they are what makes me, me. It's what makes me stand out.

"I just want to let you know that beauty is not a standard.
It lies in the arms of our most insecure places.
Beauty is in our differences.
When we embrace those differences."

Maybe some may say I am in denial, because I choose to celebrate my 'flaws', but I'd rather do that, and believe that I was made perfectly, by a perfect God; than to allow others' thoughtless words to break me down and cause me to hide all my life.
Or worse, to end it.
Yes, it is that serious.

Photo taken by: Allen Chery