I vary between feeling like the belle of the ball and thinking I'm a disgusting slimy slug of a human.
I've always hated my body. I have an unhealthy relationship with it. I'm ashamed of the space I take up in the world.
I work incredibly hard to look good. I do an ok job.
I find my appearance to be devastating or I feel like the sexiest human on the planet.
Depending on, you know, mood.

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