It might seem like I’ve always enjoy going to the gym and eating healthy, but the truth is, it hasn’t always been like that.

Back then, I first started working out because I hated my body. I’ve been called nasty names about massive thighs, round tummy and being flat chested. On the surface I joke about it, but in the dark I put myself through countless diets, binging till I felt disgusted and threw up, then ended up hating myself even more. I did all of that in order to seek approval of others.

It took me a long time before I picked myself up and stopped waiting for great things to happen, stopped waiting for people to stop saying things I don’t like, stopped waiting for people to approve how I should look. Why is my life dependent on what others say about me?

Life is now and we always have a choice: Do we want to drown in regret over what never came to be or use our energy to create what can be?

Today, I am choosing the latter.