The Day I Stopped Sucking in My Stomach

Kalya walking confidently through an airport with a suitcase and handbag, wearing a black crop top and leggings

A Habit I Didn’t Even Notice

For years, I did it without thinking. In every photo, every conversation, every time I passed a mirror — I sucked in my stomach. I held my breath to look smaller, tighter, more acceptable. It was automatic. It was constant. And it was exhausting.

I didn’t realize how much I was holding until I finally let go.

The Moment It Changed

It happened on an ordinary day. I was getting ready to take photos, standing in front of the mirror like I’d done a thousand times. But something inside me whispered, “What if you didn’t?” What if I just stood there — relaxed, present, real?

I exhaled.

And suddenly, everything shifted.

What Letting Go Really Meant

When I stopped sucking in my stomach, I didn’t just release tension in my core. I released years of shame. I released the belief that I needed to be smaller to be beautiful. I released the pressure to make my body look like something it wasn’t.

And I stood there, softer. Freer. Still whole. Still beautiful.

A New Kind of Confidence

Now, I move differently. I breathe deeper. I take photos without posing in pain. I wear clothes that feel good, not just flattering. I let my stomach exist — round, flat, tight, soft, however it shows up that day.

There’s so much power in not needing to shrink.

My Body Is Not a Performance

I used to think confidence meant control. Now I know it means release. My third breast, my curves, my natural shape — all of it belongs. I no longer try to make my body look like someone else’s idea of “right.” I let it look like me.

And that’s more than enough.

👉 If you’re ready to stop hiding and start breathing again, come join me on Instagram @kalyaunpetittrucenplus where I share all the ways I’m learning to live free in my body — one breath at a time.

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Scroll to Top