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I cannot express to you an emotion that you have never and will never feel. As you were blessed to be born into a body you love. But if I did try to put it into words, I would say that it is the equivalent of  a sense of loss, grief lack of control. A daily and constant reminder. I live in skin that does not belong to me.                                        And no amount of nourishment/starvation/love/hatred, will ever be able to fix the feeling. This is a body but not the one I’m suppose to have.
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Jun 8, 2023
Jun 8, 2023 at 9:40 PM UTC
The Body in The Mirror Looks Like a Monster
I cannot express to you an emotion that you have never and will never feel. As you were blessed to be born into a body you love. But if I did try to put it into words, I would say that it is the equivalent of  a sense of loss, grief lack of control. A daily and constant reminder. I live in skin that does not belong to me.                                        And no amount of nourishment/starvation/love/hatred, will ever be able to fix the feeling. This is a body but not the one I’m suppose to have.
caela-bayfield
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Jun 8, 2023
Jun 8, 2023 at 9:40 PM UTC
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