STORY TIME!

    

     Hey😀

    It’s been months since I wrote, I’ve been having a serious issue of writer’s block and I’ve basically been trying to piece something together but it just never made it to this blog, this post is a goodbye to that era and cheers to a more disciplined writer. Me😊

    I usually draft what I want to post in a note pad before typing it out on here but let’s just do a little “type it as it comes” huh 😏...

Alright, so in subsequent paragraphs im going to narrate how external opinions about my weight taunted me and how I was able to free myself from such shackles. 

Lady/gentleman, shall we? 😊...

   I wasn’t exactly slim or small sized as a teenager, I was that teenager who would (in peoples opinion) eventually grow up to be “fat”🙂. 

As an early teen, I hated the word “fat” because I was the chubby one in the family.    One time, someone asked my older sister where “her older sister” was, I was the “older sister” in this context🙃. 

  I had relatives visit and ask if I was the one eating all the food in the house🙂, to them, it was all jokes but I wasn’t having any of it.

I always saw myself as fat or someone who had to lose weight to look the way I was supposed to.

  The media or social media wasn’t any help either 😂 trust me. For people who can relate, 2010-2016 was an era where slim or skinny was a trend, slim girls were idolized by the media, in music videos, movies and what not, it was sickening 😒 to me at that point, I didn’t get why a certain body type was preferred by almost everyone!

   Trouble came during the long holiday after junior high school (jss3 summer break).

boyyyyy!, you should have seen the weight gain😂, neighbors kept telling me how I was adding lots of weight, I needed to watch it, saying a whole lot and it got to me bad.

    In subsequent years, I tried to maintain a diet, (of which I regret now). Anyway, I was done with secondary (high) school at 16, with the help of my diet I was not as chubby as I used to be, but yet I still got nonsense comments about my weight. 

 I once had people tell me how fat I’d get if I took a gap year before getting into the university, well fam, the gap year actually happened 😂 but newsflash!☄️💥, I actually didn’t add weight, my gap year was the year I lost the most weight, which had been my dream for so long.

  It was then I realized how much I didn’t like being slim, my clothes didn’t fit as much and my gap year, was the year thick women became a trend, I was tired.

During this gap year, the same people who used to tell  me how fat I was getting were suddenly advocates of “chinwe, what happened to your hips?,” “why are you so slim?,” “chinwe, you are disappearing.” Honestly, this was when I realized I had been living up to people’s opinion about my weight and I needed to stop.

My gap year was an awakening, so I decided to gain my lost weight, I started to eat more, infuse my diet with fattening foods but nothing changed actually😂.

 Forward to my first year in university, which was the year after my gap year, being new to the stress of the university, I lost more weight 🥴 and was a shadow of my already slim self. At this point, I knew drastic measures had to be taken🥺. I asked my mom who is a nurse for multivitamins I could take to boost my appetite, she prescribed and I walked straight to the school pharmacy and got some.

This was the beginning of my weight gain journey, this marked the start of me doing something about my weight that pleased me, ignoring people’s opinion.

  Pausing my story, let me serve you a tiny cup of tea😏, I saw a recent picture of someone who used to ring the “you are fat” bell in my face all the time back then and guess whatttttttt, she’s real chubby now, such a hypocrite move yeah 😂.

If we are being honest, beauty standards of this world are set by trends, if you weren’t slim in 2012, you were not “it”, but years later, if you are not thick, you aren’t “it”, in  the end, just be what makes you happy. Now back to my story.

  It felt so good having the mental liberty to do something that made me feel fulfilled and yes the “you are gaining weight” people were at it again but at that point my mind had matured into a mental space that didn’t care anymore what people had to say about my weight. 

It was a tough journey transitioning my mind into what it has become now, but it really gave me a positive outlook on how different everyone is, both inward and outward. 😊

   I’m not in anyway promoting obesity or anything of such, I just believe in owning the real you, not letting the the society define or set standards for what you should be or look like, doing the things that make you happy as a person as long as it isn’t illegal 😂, regardless of what people think.

  So, Dear whoever is reading this, My greatest wish for you is that the person you choose to please over everyone else is yourself.

CHINWEKENE ❤️