The unconscious sends all sorts of vapors, odd beings, terrors, and deluding images up into the mind - whether in dream, broad daylight, or insanity: for the human kingdom, beneath the floor of the comparatively neat little dwelling that we call our consciousness, goes down into unsuspected Aladdin caves.
My parents always told me I'm beautiful the way that I am and I never thought to myself that I needed to be skinny because there's a magazine out there that said, "Oh, size two", or, "Oh, this girl's beautiful because she's skinny".