A secret thought
Dear 40ish year old ladies who jog down my street in nothing but a sports bra and skin tight shorts,
You have beautifully well maintained bodies, and the reason I am staring at you a little too long is not because you are beautiful, but because I am scanning you for even the tiniest ugly flaw in order to not feel so bad about myself. Secretly I hate you, I am sorry you are probably super nice ladies.
I feel somewhat better, thank you, reader, for being my confessor and from here on out I promise to try to love my body even though it is far from perfect, and to love my neighbor even though she has something that I feel guilty I do not. Peace!
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