I was once a 13-year-old girl who only saw two things: thunder thighs and wobbly arms when she looked in the mirror. Who would ever want to be friends with her? I thought.
Day in and day out I focused on my weight, stepping on the scale multiple times, striving for the size 0 all the while pushing everything that was good for me out of my life. I lost a lot (read 20+ pounds) in a two-month period. I lost my period. I lost my friends. I lost myself.