Fast forward to the lowest points in my life, my grade school years (especially Grades 4–6) .
I was still taller compared to most of my batchmates, and I added some chub as well.
I guess my appearance began to attract bullies as early as 1st Grade,
when one of the girls wrote on one of the bathroom stalls, "Sara Tan pig, and she lives in Grade 1-C."
At first, I let it slide, but as the years went by, puberty hit me out of nowhere.
As the weight in the scale began to increase, the bullying got worse.
Having bad acne and awfully fizzy hair with the weight gain did not help the situation.
I became a target of bullying for the guys, calling me names like "Ogre" or "Ugly" or "Eeww".
Sometimes, people approach or talk to me as a bet from their friends.
I believe that whatever I experienced in the past taught me to become resilient in rough times and hope for a better future.
Sure, I could have fought back, but given my low self-confidence,
shattered self-esteem and how much I hate myself because I did not fit in with the crowd,
I simply cried whenever I was alone and distract myself with drawing.
Currently, I am in college.
A couple of years ago, I started changing my eating habits and began implementing workout sessions 4–6 times a week.
It didn't take long for me to lose the chub,
and my acne became clearer and I gained a whole lot of self-confidence and self-love.
I think that if it were not for the bullies who constantly taunt me for my appearance, my family who is concerned with my weight,
and my own determination to lose that weight so that I won't be a victim of bullying again, I wouldn't have changed even for a bit.
I am proud to say that whatever changes I did to myself, it made me healthier, happier and hopeful for a better future.