This came in a text message from  my friend Jazz, I've introduced you all to her before. It absolutely made my day. I feel pressured to fit into a description that isn't me, and with moving to New York it has certainly gotten worse. The comparisons others make, the comparisons I make, and then there is the media and what they depict as acceptable. I sometimes feel suffocated in my own body. Before all I had to worry about were the girls in magazines and music videos. Now the girls in the … [Read more...]