I don’t often talk about this openly, I guess I’m a bit shy when it comes to sharing personal struggles. I just felt like sharing a bit of this journey now, with some distance, because looking back I realize how much I’ve grown from it.
Over the years, I’ve endured countless judgments about my weight. As a model, I was constantly held to unrealistic standards. I ate clean, exercised regularly, and rarely allowed myself a treat - yet I felt frustrated, insecure, and never “enough.”
Living in New York from 2018 to 2022, I vividly remember modeling agencies reducing me to tears, telling me my face was too round, or that my body didn’t look “model” enough. By 2021, I hit a breaking point and simply stopped caring. I kept exercising occasionally, but only for my own enjoyment, without pressure. I started eating what I loved again. Ironically, once I let go of the pressure and the power the industry held over me, I began to lose weight effortlessly. I even stopped weighing myself. My mindset had shifted.
Of course, I was also struggling with anxiety about other parts of my life, which undoubtedly played a role in this change. And strangely enough, that was also when I worked the most. Confidence had finally returned.
Today, I haven’t been on a diet in years, yet I’ve still lost a lot of weight without actively trying. Now, people often comment that I’m “too skinny,” asking if I eat enough or if I’m healthy. It’s ironic, people always have something to say. Some of the most surprising comments came after my pregnancy: I was fortunate to regain my body fairly quickly, without any particular effort, since that was never my priority. Still, I heard things like, “Were you ever even pregnant?” or “There’s no way you look like this just a month after giving birth.”
Now, I’ve learned to let people talk. The lesson? You are already enough. You are already perfect exactly the way you are. And the only person you ever need to please… is yourself. 🙏🏼💙
