Just got back from the gym this morning and was feeling strong and proud of myself. Strong enough to try taking a few self-portraits…
Can I just say how hard this is? To look at myself and not see an image full of flaws? To think positive thoughts about this aging and scarred body that I inhabit?
So this is me in my favorite gym top (I think it makes my arms look extra muscle-y). I am wearing a necklace that I made myself a few weeks ago (I just love it). And I am feeling brave enough to share this photo with you. Closing my eyes as I finish this entry and taking a deep breath as I push the “post” button.
World, this is me.