My curves are too curved. My stretch marks unsightly. My hips are too wide As is my back-side. Not to mention... My double chins.
Don't worry. I notice them too. I critique and I catalogue, Every time I look in the mirror. I have an on-going list of my faults. But I'm sorry to say At the end of it all Really and truly.. I love my body.
The way it moves when I dance to the music. The sighs and the shivers it makes when you touch it. The way that it perfectly bore my first child. The creases that appear every time I smile.
Do I sometimes wish my stomach was a little flatter? Do I long for it to not be so difficult to not be a little fatter? Well.. Maybe. Sure. Yeah.
But I love it, the way it is today. I'm sorry if that does not suit you. But it's all I need for it to suit me.