How We Shame OurSelves
"Have you ever looked in the mirror and just adored what you saw? And I mean really look, past all of what is supposed to be attractive about, without the edits, and unashamed. Have you taken a gander at your sex? Do you feel comfortable to have sex with the lights on? Hmmm, hmmm? Do you?"
Bodies are often shamed and WE often shame ourselves. Looking at ourselves through the eyes of others and not liking what they see. For years I didn't even look at my body. Not yet shaming myself, but not acknowledging my body altogether. It was afterall just a thing that I lived in no need for extra thought. I would glance at myself in the mirror and for most of my adolecence I was just a face. Through my teens I discovered more of myself. A huge thighs, a small nose, big ears. Those were things would mention so I had to acknowledge them.
But the shaming has got to stop. We shouldn't hate our own bodies and if anyone makes you feel otherwise then that's their problem not yours. It took me years to be comfortable in my own skin and it feels glorious. It happened the day I shut out other opinions and just stared at myself. I took in each part and I liked what I saw. The parts I didn't like could be solved in a gym, with some lotion, and a even tan.
When a lover becomes surprised by your own comfort in your skin, you've won. People's hang ups in your body is just their own insecurities shining through.
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