if you've been following me for a while, or even watching my stories, you know how distraught i've been about my weight & how that insecurity's prevented me from posting much of anything. but i'm gonna take this opportunity to be defiant—toward society, toward today's standard of beauty, and even toward my own self. i honestly hate how people put such a premium on appearance & make it tower above all things. it may be the first thing you see in a individual, but it surely isn't the defining factor of their worth. there's infinitely more to a person than the extra pooch hanging around their thighs, or a lack of muscle definition in their arms, or a flat chest. we need to come to the realization that there are far more valuable parts to human beings—things that will weather the corrosive effects of time—things like kindness, a good character, discipline, hard work, talent, a beautiful mind. and no, i'm not gonna edit my body to get a ton of likes or give me a false sense of happiness. appearance can't be the epicenter of my existence. most definitely not if i want to live a healthy, genuinely satisfying life.