I noticed my armpit hairs in the shower this morning and realised that I had never seen them that long. NEVER.
I’m pulling in my stomach so tight right now because I’m incredibly conscious of it. It’s staring right up at me as I sit with my laptop, daring me to let go and show what shapes my body really makes.
Instagram is the new Facebook to me. I deleted my original Facebook account after I realised how shitty it was making me feel. I would scroll through hundreds of posts, photos, etc. and feel so much envy that I would feel like a loser in comparison. Instagram is becoming like that for me. I scroll […]
I’ll let you in on a little secret of mine: I don’t really like the summer. The summer brings sunshine (at least sometimes, for those of us living in the UK) and I don’t like that. Well, my Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD) doesn’t like that.