The women who loved me most

"The women who loved me most were also the first ones to tell me my body was a problem. My mother. My tías. Always wrapped in the same sentence — estás bonita, pero...

I don't blame them. They were trying to protect me from a world that would say worse. They just didn't know they were teaching me to say it first.

It took 225lbs on a barbell to unlearn that." — Sofía Reyes