A Letter of Kindness To My Younger Self
With my 21st birthday around the corner, I’m looking back on the darkest periods of my life that left my body image in total carnage. I never knew that my own perception of myself would change as drastically as it did. Dear 12-Year-Old Me, Hey, you. You’re in year 8, probably shopping in town with friends. Whilst they were buying cute tops, frilly skirts and leggings to pair with neon ankle warmers – you’re the only one buying socks. Yes, socks. You’re starting to look around