I don't know how I feel about my body. Some days I love the way I look, other days I loath it and wish I never went outside. Where did this all come from. It's so easy to blame fashion magazins, but I still buy them. I think it's more than that. Psychological? Maybe even genetic?
I came across a website that was pro-anorexia yesterday and it frighted me that young girls actually enjoyed starving themselves so they can look like a skeleton. And they found it beautiful!
Ridiculous.
