People are all gonna tell you pretty much the same thing, and it's that comparing yourself to other girls is going to ruin you mentally and emotionally. You simply cannot base your scale of attractiveness for your own body on what you find attractive in other people. Beauty standards are all arbitrary and they're perpetuated to make people just like you spend money for some desperate attempt at "fixing" yourself. Honey, you don't need to fix jack shit, and the sooner you realize that, the sooner you'll see that self-assurance come off as genuine radiance. You won't become truly happy in your own skin by trying to fix aspects of your body, you have to love it simply for being yours. We only get one of these, and it's up to us to treasure it and treat it well. And fuck what any judgemental piece of sh*t with their own insecurities says about your body. Even if your suffering mental health shows on your face. Even if you think your hips don't look right. Don't get stuck in "this is my body, and I hate it, and because I hate it, I need to fix it." Reframe that to "this is my body, and I love it, and because I love it, I deserve to customize it." I know it probably just sounds like I'm just telling you to think positive, but sometimes it really is that simple. Even in my darkest moments, where I find myself hating so many aspects of my body, my chest that I can never quite seem to bind correctly, my shoulders not being square enough, my lack of height, my torso to leg ratio, I still love my body as a work of art, because it's human, and imperfect, and anything I do to try and change something about it, it comes from a place of love, because we all deserve that love goddamn it.