Ever since I began middle school, my parents weren’t very forgiving with the way I looked. I definitely went through some periods in which I was clearly overweight and they didn’t hesitate to make it known that they would notice it. As much as that might seem usual to some people, it wasn’t for me. I was a very sensitive person - I still am to this day - but back then it was out of control. It made me very self-conscious and worried that I would never be “normal”. 

But it also sparked some curiosity in me. I was curious to know: what would the actual “good body type” be? 

My research wasn’t very helpful - nor was it long - because all I could find in the Internet were very fit bodies. Bodies which didn’t look like mine. And that’s when the hamster wheel began spinning in my head, never stopping to this day.