That’s how I feel about myself. I can’t stand to look at my self in the mirror. I try not to look when I get dressed. I hate my body. I hate the way I look. The only thing pleasant about my apearance is my face. And that even gets ruined with these near-constant breakouts. I’m 24 years old and I still haven’t grown out of pimples. Not to mention I’m a total clutz. I can’t seem to make it through a single day without breaking something or bruising myself, tripping over something, knocking something over. Maybe it’s because I’m so big. I tell ya I feel like a GD barrel sometimes.