Let me start by describing my husband. He is a self absorbed ego maniac that spent our entire relationship convincing me something about my body or personality wasn’t good enough. Sadly, I fell for that crap every single time and spent hours upon hours worried I might disappoint him or have him criticize me more. Regardless of how hard I worked or the time I spent it was never quite good enough. I was lucky enough to meet someone that blew up every one of those false standards and I’m so happy. Of course it took me cheating for it to happen. Best decision of my life.
One thing my husband (we aren’t divorced yet) would do is criticize my body. A lot of mentally abusive men do it. “Your ass is too small”. “Your ass is too big”. “You’re too muscular”. There was always something to say. So I poured myself into the gym. Cardio, weights and everything in between. What my focus was on depended on his latest criticism. He made the comment “you obviously have no clue what you’re doing in the gym. You should hire someone that knows what to do. You’re failing hard at getting it right”. So I hired a trainer. He was expensive but I was determined to fix whatever problem there must have been.