I didn't mind the girl in the mirror. The way her thighs touched never bothered me. She didn't have a small waiste Nor an hour glass figure Those things were never significant. I've cared for my body Grown in it Accepted it. The thing I don't like about my body Is the pressure from mom The assurance from sister The remarks from teammates. I like my body. But I seem to be the only one.
The only one that is there for you in the end is yourself.