![]() In a loud voice this totally unknown guy calls out at me “nice sweater”, gesturing at my body hair, and there it was, the moment my confidence started slipping. ![]() And then, one day, I got a comment by a total stranger at college - in the most public of spaces, the food court. ![]() I freely walked around on hot days with tank tops on, never thinking twice about my appearance, hairy shoulders and all. I’m not afraid to admit that I’m a hairy guy - and moving to the US I always found it strange that body hair was frowned upon - but still, it never bothered me. But I do remember the first time I actually felt ashamed about my body, and it didn’t start with me. I can’t remember ever looking at myself and thinking “ this should be different” or “I wish I looked more like x person”, which knowing how many people struggle with that is a pretty lucky place to start. Thinking back I don’t think I ever really starting thinking about how I felt in my body until I was at college, and even then it took a while. But if I already felt good about myself, why did I feel the need to share it? Why did I want external validation? I don’t think I’ve ever actually posted anything like this before - and rarely ever thought of doing it, it just never felt like me - but in all honesty there was definitely a part of me that felt like sharing it would boost my self-esteem. A few days ago I finished a quick workout at home and, since I was feeling pretty good in myself and about how I looked, I took a bathroom selfie. ![]()
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