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Inner critic, my parents, or myself?


"This one?"

No.

"Even with the jacket?"

No, not even with the jacket.

You loved this one last spring, they said bold prints don't look good on plus sized girls.

"This one is very loud" 

Just one more, motivation. 

"Your butt has always looked like that"

Enough.

No. Turn the light on, pinch it here. Turn to your left. 
"Looks like when you bought it" 

Back in the closet, but not too far, remember what it looks like on your fat arms.

"Why don't you want to wear that new dress?"

Last one. 
"Don't even look in the mirror, don't pretend to like that" 

"It's not curvy, or strong"

A very good belly.

Back in the sweatshirt, if it still fits.

Don't eat. 
I thought I liked that jacket.

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