I was tired of being the fat friend.

Tired of hiding in pictures.

Tired of pretending I was “confident enough.”

Tired of being the funny one, the supportive one, the accomplished one-while secretly hating what I saw in the mirror.

People saw the degrees.

The leadership title.

The polished clothes.

The school principal.

What they didn't see was the binge eating.

The bulimia.

The food obsession.

The shame.

The exhaustion of fighting a body that never seemed to work the way everyone else's did.

So...