Mirror, mirror

I had a breakthrough the other day, and another one just a few seconds ago. Here goes.


1. My sister babysits this little baby girl who doesn't eat. She's 2 and she is absolutely tiny because she just won't eat. She's just a baby. As sad and strange that situation is, I am grateful for it because it's given me food for thought. I had the thought the other day, "K eats more than I like to. But she's a baby and they need less food.
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2. I like to make myself feel like a good writer. I was re-reading the old posts on an old joint blog of mine and I came across one I wrote about beauty. I had links to pictures of Isabelle Caro that I found disgusting and sad at the time and when I saw them now I thought, she is so beautiful.
I also had a sentence about people saying "if you're over size 7 you are fat", implying it was ridiculous because I thought size 7 is skinny. Now i think skinny is 0-4. I'm not sure how that fits in with my feelings on my body because I am no size 0. Or 7. I've lost weight but not that much. But a few days ago i felt incredibly pretty I just adored my body and my curves and whatever. I don't know how I feel about my body right now, I'm confused because of the isabelle caro thing. But the other day ( a different one ) I felt so pretty. I was just looking at myself like dang i am gorgeous. And then I saw this picture, just a headshot of this girl, and she was beautiful and I suddenly felt like the ugliest person in the world and I fell asleep thinking about cosmetic surgeries.

I don't have a conclusion.