We are all our own worst critics. Like, when I look at myself all I see is the flaws, right? It’s a kind of dysmorpia.

There are literal good days & bad days of course, bloated or bad hair day, or bad skin day, but they aren’t as extreme as you see them. Nobody else would notice or care.

I was anorexic so I always look fat to myself, it doesn’t matter my size really. You can’t trust the mirror and you don’t see what others do.