"Deep" honest, chats are not something I like to have on a regular, or any day of the year to be honest. Opening up to somebody isn't something that comes lightly to me, not even with my closest of friends. I much prefer to just shrug topics off, come up with something funny to talk about and forget about them. 

When it comes to typing them out, it is a lot easier. The words just seem to flow with the keyboard, yet I am not completely sure about it. I have the constant fear of someone close to me or someone who knows me to read my posts and I am not 100% up to being open to the world. 

That said, today I am going to man up and talk about a topic I have slightly touched many times before across my social medias although today it has arisen again when filming a video and I need to put the word out before I explode.   

Skinny shaming is NOT okay. No type of body shaming is acceptable. Not everybody can change their body and not everybody is unhappy with theirs and that is okay. 

One thing that is very clear is that everyone can have an opinion but choose wisely when you voice it. Maybe you like little bums, or maybe you like round, larger bums. Maybe you like the 'tomboy' figure, maybe you dislike it, or maybe you don't even care. That is okay. What is not okay is to tell someone that their legs are too skinny, or too fat, that their hair is disgusting or that they need to gain or loose weight. Even if you are saying it with no harm, it isn't nice and it hurts. 

Three years ago I went to watch the One Direction 'This is Us' film at the cinema with my friend, her cousins and another close friend. I was wearing a stringy vest and my friend, who's real name I am not going to mention, so let's call her... Lydia, who is a anti-bullying, anti-bull fighting, vegetarian, anti- everything you would want somebody to be anti, decided to mention my knobbly and bobbly elbows, my obviously structured collarbone and shoulder blades and continuously told me how abnormal and skeleton like they were and how my parents didn't feed me properly.

Back then I wasn't who I am and I didn't stick up for myself and I allowed her to carry it on. I allowed her to belittle me in front of everyone else and I just laughed it off trying not to be rude but obviously it did affect me, because those things do affect people. Just because you are skinny doesn't mean you are confident, it doesn't mean you have a heart of steal and it doesn't mean being ripped apart in front of several people hurts any less than it does to any other person.

If Lydia came up to me now in this stage of my life at nineteen years old, I would probably tell her to stick her opinion up where the sun doesn't shine. Yes, I am skinny, so what?

I have spent and still spend too much of my time wondering if I look 'too thin' in an outfit or whether my legs look too long. And in all reality, who cares? I have gone through my life comparing every part of my body to my friends instead of just accepting my own.

Throughout my life I have been asked so many times if I don't eat properly (mostly by teachers) and this just knocked me back time and time again. What people need to learn is that everybody is different and everyone's organs work differently. I have a really fast metabolism which means that my body breaks down and burns fat at an extremely high rate, and this is the reasoning of my 'skinniness' whereas Penny in your P.E class maybe has a really slow one meaning that she can't burn fat off as easily, and maybe Bob in your Biology class's metabolism might just work perfectly fine for his liking.

The moral of this story is: keep your mouth shut, think before you blab and don't shame anybody because of their body, EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT.