My Body Was a Battleground
"I’m at home in it – that’s what I love the most about my body. My sense of the boundary between ‘it’ and ‘me’ isn’t really there anymore.
For a long time, my body was a battleground, the place where I turned on myself and fought with the sense that it was an ugly burden, or was just wrong.
Looked wrong. Felt wrong. I had to shed a lot of the rubbish I’d been taught about my body to feel good in it.
Yoga, cigarettes, trekking, tattoos, body hair, sex, no sex, I feel empowered in all of it – me and my body are lifelong partners in crime. I’m so grateful for that."