My Relationship With My Flesh
"My relationship with my flesh has been different...
It would either be a separate part of me or a great hindrance. The flesh that was my body often felt like a cage. Oftentimes, I felt this urge to tear and rip it apart. Even when I was younger, I was afraid of the shape I would become. Now that I am plus size, I recognise this toxic way of thinking.
For some reason, when girls like me are growing up, we imagine barbie dolls. I have hated how I didn't turn out to have plastic skin. Recently, within the past year or two, I have grown to appreciate what my body can do for me and what I can do for it. It is this ongoing conversation I am discovering."