Lies

The lies I'm hearing are getting out of control:
You shouldn't have eaten that lunch.
You should have worked out yesterday.
You should have done more sit-ups today.
You shouldn't have snuck those chocolates.
You should have more self-control.
You should have more discipline.
You shouldn't jiggle there.
You don't deserve to feel beautiful.
They come faster and yell louder and I convince myself that I am just not in the mood.  The biggest lie of all can cover my more painful lies, the ones I tell myself:
I don't want him to touch that.
I don't want him to see that.
I am not worth the effort.
I don't deserve to be beautiful.