care less about what others think

Yesterday, the same guy that I almost took my eyebrow piercing out for, told me that my calves look like mush. I broke down, mostly because I’m attracted to him, but also because I’m still uncomfortable with my body. He hasn’t really said anything nice to me since I met him, so I can definitely say that attraction is ZILCH now. But things like that are twice the pain—not only am I thinking along those lines, for someone else to think it is too much. I don’t know if I’m in a sensitive period or what, but I really need some strength, and help from God, to not give a shit what someone thinks of my calves.