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and heres to the sexist woman alive of 2015

Our Kahleesi. Our queen.

So for the first time, I actually have to agree with this pick. She’s probably one of the most talked about actress on TV right now. If you are a fan of Game of Thrones, I am sure you are already aware of the mind-blowing out-of-this-world kind of beauty she possesses. Whether shes fighting alongside her dragons as the stunning blonde queen of the land or posing for the british vogue as her-fabulous-self.

I adore the fact that shes not the stick-thin kind but rather the slightly curvy kind. This is what a sexy woman should look like, with beautiful eyebrows and natural curves.

And this is not depressing at all.

So growing up, I have never considered myself attractive, like never. I was the fat kid that everyone liked to share their potatoes chips with and I was really okay with that.

I enjoyed being the funny one. It put me in a lovely position where everyone loved talking to me and I was constantly under the spotlight.

Ironically, it is now that I’ve lost the weight that I feel the most insecure. Well, it’s not like I have become a skinny glass of water all of the sudden. I have lost 30 pounds, but, I mean, I still have a little bit of muffin top here or there. So the struggle became, “am I still fat after all these hard work?”

Well, in a good day, I would look at myself in the mirror thinking “am I … maybe like … gorgeous?” Then I would walk down the street in a simple white tshirt with my chest up and head held high feeling like a winner.

But then, in a bad day, when I feel like I look particularly puffy. Even if I see someone checking me out in the street, I’ll be like “is it because I’m fat or what”. I would head down to the gym all covered up and run my ass off until I reach a point of almost dehydration.

Also, people around me are not helping. There are those people who are suprised by your weight loss and are throwing compliments at your face and then there are those who are weirdly justified when it comes to their uninvited judgements. They would say things like “well your body is much better but your face is still round” or “yeh you have lost weight but you have gotta work on those muffin tops.”

These remarks are perhaps the foundation of this new found insecurity of mine. It would genuinely break my heart a little whenever I hear people use the f-word with me. (the f-word being fat). I dont wanna be sensitive like this but this is just the way I am now.

But why would people say shit like these? Dont they know how hard it was?

Well, truth is, they dont. They have no idea. They dont see how your struggle to finish the final set of push-ups at the gym. The dont see the way to roll around the bed trying not to eat at night when you are the ultimate foodie and your stupid stomach was roaring of hunger. They dont see the fear you face every single day when you step onto that scale praying to god, hoping that your hard work have paid off.

Only you know about your own story. Noone is obligated to be sympathetic to your situations. So please my people, stop caring about what they think, they dont know what they are talking about. Get motivated through setting your own fitness goal, you are doing this because you want to, not because you’re ugly.

And for god’s sake, believe in your beauty. You have no idea just how beautiful you are.

I mean, we can always count on Kim to motivate.

So when people accuse you of doing nothing productive, fight right back in this brilliant way:

I INSTAGRAM BITCH.

Say something I’m giving up on you.

Just say something already.

Say one thing.

Just one.

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