I thought this was a convicting thought from Toddled Dredge:
My weight, after all, is more or less obvious by looking at me; why should I be afraid to say the number out loud? What do I teach my daughters if I avoid saying that number out loud? Or if I complained about my weight in front of them? Or insulted my appearance in front of them? I do not do these things, because I want them to live free of the ridiculous feminine slavery that beguiles so many of the women around us. Their lives are not about how they look. Their worth is not about how people see them.
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