MICHELA;
I sat at my favorite corner table in the coffee section of Willow & Words, head bent over my laptop.
The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee and raw coffee beans filled the air, mingling with the soft murmur of customers chatting at nearby tables.
A small smile tugged at my lips as I read through my first-ever body-positive blog post. I still couldn’t believe I was actually doing this… writing something real for girls who looked like me, girls who the likes of Nathan and Jessika would constantly step on. All thanks to Miles. He had given me the courage I never knew I had.
So many times before, I had opened a new document, typed a few sentences, and then deleted everything. How could I tell other girls to love themselves when I couldn’t even look at my own body without critic
