I once dated a man who sat me down, looked me squarely in the eyes, and told me that I was "too fat" to be faithful to. He claimed that eventually the novelty of my personality would wear off and he simply would not be able to maintain any sort of real attraction to me, and as such a relationship was out of the question until I "fixed" myself.
That was years ago, he has since apologized and said that he was projecting his own issues upon me (yeah, no kidding) and I've been with a wonderful sprig of a man who loves the cracks out of me almost ever since. I'd be lying however, if I said that I'm completely without residual insecurities and hurt, and that they never pop up and whisper into my ear that I'll never be enough due to my physical muchness. In fact, just a few days ago I found myself passively aggressively apologizing to my boyfriend for the way I look and giving him reasons to be unattracted to me. His response, by the way, was in every way perfect and compassionate and far from the "Well, you would be hot if you lost some weight" that I had subconsciously set him up to deliver.
I'm only typing this out because I've had to tell myself that I am beautiful and loved exactly the way I am a little too frequently today, and perhaps there is someone else doing the same thing who needs to know that they aren't alone, that they are enough in every way, and that the only person's opinion regarding their beauty that matters is their own.
We are all lovely and deserving of adoration without shame or demands, and no one has the right to withhold or refuse to reciprocate emotional connections because they think they know how beautiful we could be if we changed "that one little thing" ourselves. We do not have to earn love or overcompensate for the (imagined) disappointments that are our bodies. We just have to be, and that, no matter the size, is enough.
May we all learn to see that and come to know the joy of truly loving ourselves.