I see you, “fat” girl. You weren’t fat. You weren’t ugly. Your life wasn’t over. It was just beginning. Here you are, dancing on your 21st birthday with your sister. Look at you, in your blue ballgown with your pretty feet and your happy smile. This photo embarrassed you because you thought your arms were “plump”. People were already telling you to lose weight. Why? Look at you. There was nothing wrong with you. You were gorgeous. And you’ll never be 21 again.