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the material doesnt feel right on my body i can feel that i have a body and i dont like that i am rearranging my shoulders and the position of my ribcage and tucking in my stomach and i feel repulsed by these sensations i think the regular exposure of my body to another’s helped me put it into context but now it just exists on its own again when i am in front of the mirror i dont see his body around mine, i just see flesh in solitude and it looks too bare i have too much skin when no one is touching it i dont know how to look after it and keep it all in check when there is no one but me who sees it so then i begin to resent its constant presence and so getting ready starts to take longer again everything i put on to cover my body just draws attention to another thing that doesn’t look right to me but i will be late so i just have to hold this gnawing feeling of disgust throughout the day until i come home and i can encase myself again i go to sleep , enjoying the weight of the duvet as it separates my head from any thought of what is below
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Apr 27, 2025
Apr 27, 2025 at 7:37 AM UTC
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the material doesnt feel right on my body i can feel that i have a body and i dont like that i am rearranging my shoulders and the position of my ribcage and tucking in my stomach and i feel repulsed by these sensations i think the regular exposure of my body to another’s helped me put it into context but now it just exists on its own again when i am in front of the mirror i dont see his body around mine, i just see flesh in solitude and it looks too bare i have too much skin when no one is touching it i dont know how to look after it and keep it all in check when there is no one but me who sees it so then i begin to resent its constant presence and so getting ready starts to take longer again everything i put on to cover my body just draws attention to another thing that doesn’t look right to me but i will be late so i just have to hold this gnawing feeling of disgust throughout the day until i come home and i can encase myself again i go to sleep , enjoying the weight of the duvet as it separates my head from any thought of what is below
written betw 6 Nov 2024 and 7 Jan 2025
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Apr 27, 2025
Apr 27, 2025 at 7:37 AM UTC
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