The Constant Struggle

The man I’m dating made a comment

about how we could get in shape together

and all I thought is, “He thinks I’m fat.”

I hate how my brain easily thinks like that.

I know he cherishes me as I am,

in this body I am currently in;

He goes above and beyond to remind me so.

Still, I can’t let that little thought go.

I think I’ll stick to water today.

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