By Jessica Englund
Based on size and “Best Week Ever,” it must be that I am shallow and have no personality. I do not consider myself thin at a size 6 but I am certainly not “overweight.” Regardless of where I am now in my ramen-college days, I will still get flack from family and those who know me to try and regain my prime soccer body. Although I loved playing and being stronger and fitter than I am now, I am so much more comfortable in my skin. I have moved away from the barbie doll look my mother loves and towards a more jeans and t-shirt brunette that fits my style. I have been told that my personality fills up a room and I am quick to agree. I hated being quiet and subdued and have agreed to never be that way again. My friends who have seen my transition love me more now, not because of my looks, but because I am so much more comfortable in my skin. I am not about to believe that I am unfortunate, however, size seems to grasp onto all forms and persons. One of my many heros and also a good friend said to me one day, “I am so glad I’m fat. People actually see me and love me whole-heartedly.” She is fabulous and also be-a-utiful. Thanks to Hala for making me smile! Hope to actually meet you soon.