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The girl on the left despised her body. She obsessively counted calories, weighed herself constantly, kept herself from eating a healthy amount, and picked apart every flaw she could find in herself. No matter how much she weighed, she always obsessed over weighing less.

The girl on the right has her good and bad days, like everyone, but she has learned to show herself love, acceptance, and respect. She reminds herself that her value is not determined by the size of her body, that she is worthy no matter the size of her jeans.

I used to be terrified by the thought of gaining weight, and it controlled my perception of myself. The appearance of my body and the number on the scale were on my mind every second of every day. I tore myself down. I berated myself. I told myself terrible things every day.

Now, I weigh significantly more than I did in that first photo, but I view myself completely differently. Why? Because the number on the scale does not have the power to control how I feel about myself. I decided not to allow it to anymore.

Some days, I feel confident. Others, I don’t. But I’ve learned to fight that critical voice in my mind with kindness. When it finds a flaw, I tell it that everyone has flaws, but that I still look and feel great despite mine - that they’re part of who I am.