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Style & Beauty > Body Image The futile battle against imperfections

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I turned off the shower and dried off. I actually hung the towel on the bar. I smiled to myself thinking it only took thirty-two years for me to realize that the towel bar actually served a purpose. I walked over to the mirror and looked at my reflection. I quickly reached for the towel and wrapped it back around my body. I'm thirty-two and I can't stand to look at my naked body in the mirror. What happened? You know it's funny. At sixteen I wasn't too thrilled with my body then either. I'd kill for that body today. The one when my skin was smooth and firm. My boobs were perky. They weren'...

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