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Today I was out walking in short shorts, and I heard some girls whisper as they walked by. ‘Ugh, why would she even wear shorts if they are gonna show off her gross stretch marks?’ Hearing things like this makes me so angry.

Let me clarify that my stretch marks are not gross. They are little stripes on my skin that my loving boyfriend cannot seem to stop kissing or running his fingers over.

Everyday I look at them covering my thighs and bum, all I can think of is how I have now lost the weight that I had once gained so quickly, shedding it off with eating better and exercise.

Please, anyone, when you see someone out walking or doing exercise and they have stretch marks on them, don’t make fun of them. 

Stretch marks are not something to look down upon. They do not always occur on people who have gained weight. People get them from gaining muscle too quickly as well, and losing weight too fast. They are not ugly. They are not ‘gross.’ They are a sign of growth.

Amen sister!!



(((i dont usually make posts like this but this is really fuckin important to me)))

So these are pictures of me (i have the darker hair; in the last picture, i’m on the right in the stripes) and my best friend, Anna (she has the lighter hair; in the last picture, she’s on the left with the Jaws shirt). I’ve been best friends with Anna for 3 years now and honestly, I would build a ladder to the moon for her. 

She’s the funniest, kindest, sassiest human being that I’ve literally ever met, and she understands me. She knows things about me that I would never even dare telling my family.

This past February, I became bulimic. I was so insecure and I absolutely loathed myself, so I turned to extremely unhealthy eating habits. This went on for a few months, and I realized that keeping it to myself was literally destroying me. So, I knew that the one person I could trust was Anna.

Within a couple of weeks after I told her, she made me feel like I was worth something. I would tell her that I was tempted to purge, and she’d either text to me, or walk to my fucking house, which is at least a mile and a half away from hers. Now, I haven’t purged since May.

She always talks about how she wants to grow up with me—how we’re going to graduate high school together, go on road-trips together, get tattoos together, be bridesmaids in each others’ weddings, and buy a really tiny apartment together and figure out how to make it work…but lately, she hasn’t talked about the future like that anymore.

Anna helped me, and now it’s my turn to help her. 

Lately, Anna has been thinking a lot about suicide. She’s got severe anxiety and she has admitted to me that sometimes, when she’s walking across a street, she wishes that a car will hit her. She says that she feels like literally nobody cares about her, because she is not beautiful or worth anything, and it honestly scares the shit out of me. 

I don’t think I would ever be able to live without her in my life. She’s the most beautiful, kind, worthy person I’ve ever known—she helped me recover from an eating disorder, for fucks sake—and I just want her to see that.

So please reblog this to show Anna how many people think she’s worth so much. 

PLEASE REBLOG. I’m going to show her this on Christmas (if it gets notes) just to show her how many people think she’s wonderful


PLEASE reblog this guys.

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