You’re too tall. You’d better feign an interest in sports so people think you’re living up to your height.
You’re too skinny and too tall.
Your handwriting sucks. Erase and write your name again. And again.
Be careful about showing too much of the silhouette of your body. Men will make noises at you when you walk down the street. You’d better wear baggy clothes.
Glasses make people look smart, but they make you look too smart.
You messed up again when practicing that song on the piano. Better start over.
No one wants a smarty pants for a friend.
No one wants a smarty pants for a girlfriend.
You suck at playing piano. You didn’t practice enough and that’s why you messed up. You deserved it.
You don’t know how to do your makeup. You should learn because you can’t look as pretty as the girls who do.
Stop being so emotional. People don’t care if you feel sad about that. You’re too sensitive.
You don’t have a mental health problem. What could you ever be depressed about?
You need to get all A’s otherwise your parents won’t love you as much.
You need to pick a career that’s good for a family otherwise a man won’t want to marry you.
Stop caring so much. It’s exhausting. In the end it doesn’t matter anyway.
You’re dirty and slutty for thinking about sex.
Don’t wear that; it might tempt your boyfriend to have sex with you.
Why did you have sex again? I told you that if you did, you are weak and can’t control yourself.
I can’t believe you think you’re old enough to get married. Are you sure he even loves you?
Now you’re fat. See what happens when you don’t exercise and eat right? You have no control.
Stop eating that! Run more. It’s good if you let yourself be a little hungry. You’ll look better.
From the side you still look chubby. Suck it in.
Your thighs are too big. Why do they still touch? Haven’t you been working out?
Look at how ugly your veins are, I can see them under your skin.
Check over that email again and fix it. No one’s going to take you seriously if you write like an idiot.
Your body sucks. You can’t even grow another human. What’s wrong with you?
He’s going to leave you if you can’t get pregnant. Stop disappointing him. And stop crying about it.
Another glass of wine? I told you a long time ago you don’t have any self control. I told you so.
You need to make sure you look good. What if he dies and you need to find a new husband? No man is going to want a woman who looks like that.
He says he loves you but maybe being together now is just easier than not.
Why did you say that? Just stop talking. You’re so annoying.
Did you see the way she looked at you? No wonder you don’t have any friends. No one wants to be your friend.
You’re well into your thirties now. Why haven’t you figured this out yet?