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Me: I actually think I look pretty good today.
My mind: No, you don't. Look at how big your arms are. Your stomach is practically falling over your jeans. Your muffin top is gasping for air. Don't get me started on your thighs, either; because they are fucking huge. Remember all this when you decide you're hungry for a cookie or a sandwich today. Remember how people will be constantly judging you for your weight. Think of the happiness skipping lunch and being skinny will be. I'll be with you all day, reminding you of how fat and ugly and gross you are.