I was never thin, per se, but I was generally right in the middle of what is considered a healthy BMI and no one worried about my weight.

I remember that my childhood best friend would always make a point of saying that she was skinny and that I was average lol. I wondered why she talked about it so much. In hindsight, I realize that she had a ton of insecurities (she was dyslexic and people didn't consider her to be very bright, among other things), but she was always quite skinny.

In high school, I gained some weight due to depression. I was right at the borderline between healthy and overweight. In college, I had the tendency to lose weight during the semester because of the copious amounts of walking between classes, then I would gain weight in the summer. At that time, I still had rather low self-esteem and didn't care very much about how I looked or much of anything.

I would say that now, at 24, this is the best that I've felt about myself in a long, long time. Last year, I finally started to see a doctor about my mental health issues (and gained about 40+ lbs on antidepressants, but that's coming off), in May I started CICO, in June I started a skincare routine, and last week I went back to learning French (I study for at least one hour per day) in my effort to become bilingual.

I am slowly learning that life is a marathon and not a sprint. You can start new, healthy habits at any point in your life. The key is being consistent and just doing it.