I don’t want to be so skinny that I look ill. I don’t want to be so frail that people are afraid they will crush me when they hug me. I don’t want my hip bones to poke out extremely far, and I don’t want my knees to be bigger than my legs. What I want is to be slim, but healthy. To be able to get a piggy back ride, to be able to sit on your lap without holding myself up, to be able to sit down and not have to put my pants over my belly. To be able to wear shorts again, to be able to wear tanks without feeling like my arms are the size of a thigh. I just want to be comfortable, and to love my body fully. That’s all. And that’s why I’m doing this. And that’s why I’m not giving up for anything.