I saw an article on here, called "Killer Workout Accessories for Women Who Want to Slay" By Ossiana Tepfenhart. I read just the ad, but automatically felt sad when I read "just mustering the courage to look in the mirror while you do it (workout) all can be a chore... But, it's a lot easier if you have the right accessories and outfits."
I honestly don't know how to love a man who doesn't love himself, but the funny thing is we all haven't loved ourselves, one of the "all" people including yours truly, of course. I used to wake up and squeeze my baby fat lump under my belly button that I just can't seem to get rid of, even with years of cheer practice, spouts of healthy eating, and the apparently "almighty" puberty. I used to judge my face for being on my face and make fun of my voice as I spoke to people. Everyone does these things, we see it all day and every day.