I've had a love-hate relationship with my body for as long as I can remember. Actually I'm lying — it's been a hate relationship for a really long time. I don't remember a time where I really loved my body, and that is so sad.

Throughout high school and college, I would diet, fail, and just give up. And I would constantly repeat that cycle. I would work out, but I would never stay consistent. I really did not have an interest in working out and changing my lifestyle. I was all about getting a quick fix when it came to losing weight. I was also trying to lose weight for everyone else in my life, except myself. I had outside motives to workout, and it never stuck because I was never doing it for myself. It was always about everyone else, and for me to succeed, it had to come from inside.

I started working out for myself in March of 2020, and I'll be honest, I was doing it because I was bored and couldn't go back to my job due to COVID-19, but it became something I was really starting to enjoy. I was enjoying my time spent working out and prioritizing myself.

I haven't really seen the scale move, but I feel better than I have in a long time.

My clothes fit better and I am more comfortable in my own skin. Because I am more comfortable and confident in my body, I am more open to trying on different types of clothing. I have noticed a big difference in the way my current clothes fit despite the fact that I have not seen the scale go down since starting. I'm also just an overall happier human being. Working out has made me a happier and healthier human being. I've learned to have a better and healthier relationship with my body. Instead of having a hate relationship with my body, or even a love-hate relationship with it, I have transitioned into having a love relationship with my body, and I couldn't be happier.