Story like many other model’s. Scouted, fast „skinning” ,a lot of pressure, a lot of expectations. Nobody taught you how to be in a model industry as very young, innocent girl… Soaking everything up like a religion.
Checking every single milimetr of my body and freaking out, if there were any fluctuations.
Disordered relationship with food, my body and close ones..
A lot of loneliness, a lot of burning outs, a lot of tears, stress and isolation… a lot of courage, ambitions, „dreams” which I was „supposed” to achieve to be a „successful, Super Model” (whatever that means now).
I have been always taking it veery seriously, 1000% and forcing myself to look the certain way to “fit in”, to be the smallest, the skinniest version.
Well…. turned out I can’t live that way my whole life.
Without period, without passions, depth and purpose... or at least deeper purpose than “beingtheskinniest” itself.
Maybe that’s the whole point.. The Energy that I was lacking the whole time..✨ who knows… to actually start listening to your body and not fighting it and shrinking to the places you have outgrown..
