This was not recognizing myself in a very different way. There were still things I didn’t like, like my wide mouth, my small chest and the lack of curves or any real femininity.
At least bugs can help with a couple of those, at least to outside observers.
My scars stood out with my slight tan, a teardrop shaped mark on my forearm where Bitch’s dog had bitten me, a wavy mark on my cheek where Sophia had dug her fingernails in,and a line by my earlobe where she’d tried to tear my ear off.
Ow, yeah. Man, imagine returning to Danny and trying to explain away all those things.
“Leviathan got into the shelter I was in and tried to tear my ear off. It didn’t work, so he left me alone.”
But my physical flaws no longer consumed my attention when I looked at myself. I felt comfortable with my body, like I’d somehow earned it, the way it was, and it was mine now.
😀
At least as long as Regent keeps his hands off.
I wasn’t sure if that made any sense, even to myself.
That’s fine, as long as you’re happy with it.
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