This really resonated with me. I look back on how I felt in my 20s (I'm in my 40s now), how much I despised my legs, how I'd never wear shorts. I was on the lower end of the recommended weight range for my height, but it didn't matter - it was all about how I carried it, and my legs have always been thick. I have fat ankles and chubby knees too. Now, many pounds heavier due to perimenopause and an eating disorder that was untreated for decades, I would love to have the legs of my 20s again! I wish I could get to the point where the number on the scale or the size of my clothes didn't matter, but I'm definitely not there yet.