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As you know, I have this mini-series on my account. Here is #2!

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Written July 26, 2020 and 11:44PM

I wish I was skinnier. If I could take my body and get rid of my stomach, I would. I wonder why the guys I talk to end up finding someone else and I always know that it’s because of their bodies. But today really sealed it. Today really showed me that there’s going to be someone skinnier, prettier, with nicer eyes or lips, with the perfect nose, with the light hair. There is always going to be someone better, but I can't live like that. Something inside of me makes me want to be the best and sometimes I feel like I am until I realize I’m not, and that hurts me the most.

I know that I have one life and that I should live it being secure in my own skin instead of comparing myself to others, but I think I’m too weak for that.

It’s like, I get so close to loving myself then end up taking ten steps back. I want to live a life where I have accepted how I look and have learned to love it, but right now isn’t that time. Hopefully soon though, because if it’s not soon, then I don’t think it’ll ever happen.

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