Hi, my name is Ana K. Moreno and I have decided to share my story of struggle. I fell into bulimia and anorexia when I was only 11 years old. I never noticed how much I cared what people thought of me and how low my self-esteem was even at such a young age. I got over some of my fears and problems, then my mother decided to move to the USA and the problems started again.

Not only did I turn to my old habits but I punished myself for not being able to look like many of the other girls I was surrounded by. It became a horrible lifestyle that I tried to hide from my own family. I suffered with those terrible habits until I turned to running.

Running made me feel alive and gave me the desire to stop torturing myself. However, that dream was shorted lived when I hurt my ankle and with that other problems surfaced. To make matters worse, I had a scholarship for Cross-Country lined up that I ended up losing due to the fact that running was just too painful to continue. That completely demoralised and took me back to my old way of punishment.

I felt worthless, as if life had taken the only good things in my life. That hit me hardest in my health and I even turned to smoking which made everything worse. It took me a long time to kick that habit to the curb and the people I surrounded myself with did not help much with my situation.

I could honestly go on and on about the many reasons I punished myself, but luckily there is always a silver lining. About three and a half years ago, I met my wonderful husband who knows my struggles and has helped me try to overcome it day by day. I won't lie - I do have my ups and downs and I try to always stay positive no matter what. But as many of us women know, we always are comparing and in the search of something silly instead of loving how we look like... when we should just be accepting ourselves and how amazing we are.