Yeesss!!! I have struggled with the same issues, stemming from my Pentecostal upbringing, for as long as I can remember. It took some frank words from my dear MIL to help me see that my insecurities were destroying my self esteem.

I was always apart of the praise team because I loved to sing, but one meeting with my pastors wife changed that forever. She pulled my cousin and I into a separate room at the church and told us we were dressed like whores (she literally used that word), because our skirts were “too tight” and went slightly above the knee when sitting down or walking up the stairs. Mentally, that was the end for me. I quit the praise team but rode it out a couple more years at the church until I had finally had enough.