My Inner Critic Is Bullying Me

My biggest bully isn’t some jerk from high school or a boss I once told off. It’s the voice in my own head. The one that heckles me when I step on the scale, mocks me when I work out, and reminds me that my brand-new implants still feel like chewing gravel. That critic never shuts up. The punchline, though, is that if anyone else talked to me the way I talk to myself, I’d cut them out of my life in a heartbeat. But since it’s me, I let it slide. And that’s the trap; mistaking cruelty for honesty.