I really wish I could accept my body like this beautiful woman did. I just can’t bare to look at myself in the mirror… its so hard. He told me he loved me the way I was. He didn’t care. But those we’re only words he said. He hadn’t seen me for such a long time. But he said he loved me anyway I was… but he never made it back home to see me… now I wonder. I wonder…. what am I supposed to do? Am I even destined to be happy?