You and me. We’re not so different.
I know you’re not always a brave or cheery as you claim to be.
I know you wonder what they really think.
I know you have been looking in the mirror too long. Noticing lines, bumps, gravity.
I know you eat cookies fast, because somehow that makes it not count. I know you throw away fast-food wrappers before you get home. I know you toss out receipts and remove retail tags before anyone can see you’ve been shopping. I know you cut the size-tag off clothes when the manufacturer erroneously adds four more sizes than you know yourself to be…or puts an X by your L.
I know you laugh, when nothing is funny at all. I know you Continue reading »