Sometimes when I look in the mirror, for a second I think my face is pretty. Then I notice my dark circles, pudgy cheeks, big nose, buggy eyes, and I remember how ridiculously ugly I am. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, for a second I think my body is attractive. Then I notice my muffin top, love rolls, flabby arms, huge thighs, and I remember disgustingly fat I am. When people say I’m “beautiful”, I wonder what exactly they see in me that I can’t.
