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- Me: this year i'm really gonna try to love my body!
- My brain: look in that mirror over there
- Me: yea okay nvm
I then started to cry, ashamed of myself and embarrassed of my story. My mom looked at me with pity in her eyes, she rubbed my back and told me it was okay to cry.
A short paragraph from my book “A life filled with dysphoria”, a book about myself. (via fraill)