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-I do this every morning and every night when I get dressed and undressed, just starring at my body thinking of how disgusted I am and how I could let myself be so fat. It makes me sad. My parents always wonder why I take so long to get dressed, it’s because I’m taking too long judging my body and all it’s imperfections. I wish I was skinny.
That just described everything i do, i always spend time just looking in the mirror and crying to change my body in ways that makes me look skinny, i hate the feeling so much, but i cant help it :/