I have no idea how much I weigh.
I can't even ballpark it.
Who knows if my driver's license is correct? Not me.
When I go to the doctor and they weigh me, I get on the scale backwards and I ask them not to say the number out loud.
I refuse to have a three-digit number make or break my day.
It's so freeing.
Throw out your bathroom scale! Judge by how your clothes fit and how you feel.
I double-dog dare you!
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