Once again you find yourself looking in the mirror and hating what you see in the reflection. You’re on the chubbier side and have always struggled with confidence and body image, but your boyfriend has always insisted that he thinks you’re beautiful just the way you are yet you refuse to believe him. He walked into the bedroom to grab something, stopping in his tracks when he sees you in the mirror. He immediately hugs you from behind, hands resting on your tummy.

“I think you’re perfect.”