Whenever I look in the mirror, I discovered that the girl I see is different than what I had dreamed of becoming when I was younger. I overlook my bright blue eyes and red-brown hair. All I see is the ugliness that surrounds every inch of my body. Even if I was on the cheer team, even if I'd been dancing and doing gymnastics since I was little, even if I was an actress, I was still ugly. And I was fat. No matter what other people said, I was not stupid enough to overlook my figure in the mirror. The lies of the people around me would not make me believe that I wasn't ugly or fat. I knew what I looked like, and I wasn't going to deal with it anymore.