I don't need someone who loves me despite my size or because of my size. I want someone who loves me enough to see everything else too.

If you were to look through old photos of me, you'd probably notice a pattern. Cardigan. Cardigan. Ruana. Cardigan. Different color, same concept. For years, a cardigan was my go-to layer. It didn't matter if it was 95 degrees outside or if I was headed to class, work, church, or dinner. Chances are, I had a cardigan on. At the time, I convinced myself it was because they were practical. And they are. They're versatile. They're comfortable. They go with everything. But if I'm