Story time ✍🏻👩🏻‍💻 .. featuring photos from an era where you look at yourself and go .. “Wait… THIS? I thought this was me being FAT??” PHAT fat FAAAAAT Lmao the delusion was strong. How wild that I couldn’t see how good I looked and more importantly, how fine I was, just as I was. 🫠 ANYWAY. All my school life I was never good at art. Like reallly terrible. I couldn’t draw. My art homework was proudly substituted to someone in the family (yay to big families—always had an artist for rescue lol). Then I joined Uni and felt this wave of panic! Oh no. I don’t have any “special talent” lmao. Hello there, imposter syndrome. Imagine an 18-year-old girl stepping into the most happening university in the country (not up for debate, these are 2011 facts). Delhi University North Campus is bae and I won’t hear anything against it 💅🏽 Me—the very average high school kid who studied one night before the exam and still did okay. The one always found in the school auditorium doi...