she had never been confident in her own body, but any remaining self confidence flew out the window the day she saw herself in a swimsuit.

it wasn't even a bikini, it was a just simple black one piece, designed to hug curves and smooth out the appearance of belly fat.

but all she could see was her belly fat. and her thigh fat, and arm fat, and every other inch of fat on her body. she had always known she was fat, but now she was staring at the cold, hard truth in the mirror.

she hated every inch of herself, so much that it made hateful tears spill down her cheeks as she glared at the hideous reflection in the mirror.

people always say to love your imperfections, but what if all you are is imperfect?

the fitting room employee gave her a sympathetic smile on her way out.

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you are beautiful, regardless of your fat, cellulite, stretch marks, or even if you're just naturally super skinny. don't let anyone tell you otherwise.