I never loved my body. I was kind of plump at school, my hair curled weirdly and I hated my teeth. When I was young and my body started to become more feminine I started to hate my ribs. They bulges and I founded it ugly. I have my father’s ribs, the same thing with hair too.
On the first course of the university I used to wear military shoes and wide t-shirts. Tried to dye strands of my hair and pierce my ears by myself. No one understood me then and it was done bad anyway. Grown up I found people why were saying that I’m beautiful. The more I heard such a things, the more attractive I became.
I’m still not reconciled with my body, I always work hard to improve it. But I feel better. I became braver and decided to try to love myself and my body. And now my debut set goes up in one week.
