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You see one thing yet I see another. When i look into the mirror I see nothing but someone who needs to change. The rolls, how my stomach is too big, my thighs touch, I have too many chins for a small girl. How can you tell me I am beautiful when everything I see about myself is the opposite? When I look into these magazines or look on the internet, and all I see is girls who are as thin as a tooth pick and that is the idea of beauty that is portrayed everywhere, how am I to believe you when you say I am beautiful? The image I see when I look in the mirror is warped by the impossible expectations that are expected of us every single day. Rise above and love yourself.
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 9:20 PM UTC
Warped
You see one thing yet I see another. When i look into the mirror I see nothing but someone who needs to change. The rolls, how my stomach is too big, my thighs touch, I have too many chins for a small girl. How can you tell me I am beautiful when everything I see about myself is the opposite? When I look into these magazines or look on the internet, and all I see is girls who are as thin as a tooth pick and that is the idea of beauty that is portrayed everywhere, how am I to believe you when you say I am beautiful? The image I see when I look in the mirror is warped by the impossible expectations that are expected of us every single day. Rise above and love yourself.
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19/F/Boston
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 9:20 PM UTC
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