How Travel Helped Me Stop Hating My Body


I can totally relate. Except for the part where you think you might need an 8K surgery. Noooo! You look fine. And youth is on your side.
I just recently went on a 1 month island-hopping trip in the Philippines with my 2 daughters and I was so nervous coz I’m in my 40’s and it’s my first time to wear a 2-piece swimsuit. I just recently lost 40+ lbs and I don’t really work out plus I have stretchmarks and youth is definitely not on my side but hey I say “Carpe Diem!”. I did think about the tummy tuck and boob lift but like you I said I’d rather spend it on my trips. Props to you. You go girl!


Namaste! and more power to you…




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I have never been thin.

Even on the day I was born I was pulled out of my mum with forceps because I was just too big to push out without help.

When I was a little older, around four years old, one day my mum walked me from kindergarten to school so that we could pick up my older sister. When we found my sister and her friends hanging out by the side of a classroom, one of her friends commented on how fat I was. I recall feeling upset at the fact that being called ‘fat’ was obviously a bad thing, even though at the time I really didn’t understand what being ‘fat’ meant.

The first few years of my schooling were okay, it seemed that I wasn’t the only person who didn’t know about being ‘fat’ and luckily, it meant that for a couple of years, I wasn’t easily…

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