Your Inner Dialogue: The Great Wet Blanket

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I don’t enjoy looking at myself naked in the mirror. And the older I get, the more ruthless my inner critic becomes.

Honey, put on some clothes before your husband walks in here! You’re going to scare that man into thinking you’re his grandmother with that saggy butt and wrinkly skin! (Actually, she’s not even that kind, she hardly ever uses the word “honey”.)