You may notice from my picture above, that today was a particularly troubling day for me. I had a revelation.

I was on a website and saw this model and it just hit me- I’m never going to be one. Like, I’m always going to be 5’3” from here on out and that’s never going to be model material. 

Perhaps I took my mother’s inspiring words “you can be whatever you want to be,” a little to seriously, for a bit too long, but I thought maybe one day…you know? Turns out it’s never. 

I’m totally fine with the way I look. That’s not what this is about. It’s about me thinking that I just hadn’t hit my model stride, that I believe everyone deserves. When I was in middle school, I think I just thought you became a model when your awkward stages finally lifted. 

Why won’t mine lift?