every time I get a troll comment, “you should lose weight”, “get a blood test to make sure you don’t have cardiovascular disease”, “stop eating so much”... I remember how hard it was to be present a few years ago. From grade 12 until 3rd year university I was the “no” girl. No to going out, no to dinner anywhere I wasn’t used to, no “bad” food (ew I can’t even say bad food lol... cringe), no alcohol, no rest days, no slacking, no getting out of routine, not a day went by that I didn’t step on the scale. It was rough and sad and I couldn’t do it any longer. So when I get hateful comments about my size and lifestyle, I understand where they’re coming from. Whether it’s an angry man trying to be an asshole, or a gym bro who lives and breathes protein ice cream and low fat food, someone going through their own struggles, or a cry for help. I get it. I was once there too. I would scroll and shit on people who ate pizza, didn’t workout and found it difficult to lose weight. I’d sit there, all high and mighty and laugh because it was easy. It was easy for me to restrict and lose my period and miss out on 4 years of the incredible university experience and say no to going out for dinner with my boyfriend because I had to go to bed to make it to 6am spin class. I was there for what felt like such a long time. And as I sit here writing this, it brings back all the memories. If you’ve been here since the beginning or scroll down far enough, you’ll probably be able to see some of my old habits. Thankfully I’ve grown and learned a lot along the way but if what I’ve described above resonates with you, please know that I am here for you. With open arms, I will answer any dm you send me🤍🫶🏻 luv all of you beyond words