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I was surprised by this thought because I have always considered myself someone who truly loves myself. I really like the way I look. I like that I have small, sleepy, lidded eyes, even though celebrities are paying to have them raised above their foreheads. I like that my thighs are big enough that they rub and burn when I walk around in hot weather, and that when I smile, I get a dimple on my right cheek. My default is to assume how much someone likes me, if a guy looks at me I think Ah, another guy. One time I was sitting on the subway after a bar, and there was a man about my age. I thought we were making eye contact so I looked down at my phone awkwardly and then back down biting my lip, a little nervous about the whole thing. It was only when he calmly stood up at Canada Water and stepped out of the carriage that I realized the whole thing was just a story I had made up in my head. But even this does not embarrass me. I like my loose logic, think Classic about me, and tell people about the incident because I know I can tell it in a way that makes them laugh. There are things that annoy me: my upper lip disappears when I smile, or I’m always plump when my belly looks out of proportion to the rest of my body. Sometimes when people are talking about smart things, I wonder if I have an opinion about anything. But I work hard to address these issues: I journal every morning and follow people with similar body shapes on Instagram who say things like, “Your body is a workhorse.” tool, not a decoration!
Talk to me in a nice way like a friend, come home from a night out and dance around the room until my chest is itchy and uncomfortable, and spend as much time alone as the day before. I went to the James Joyce-inspired exhibition at the White Cube, whose room filled with rubble left me feeling overwhelmed and strangely calm. Yet despite all of this, that feeling persisted, deep down, underneath all the affirmations and private dates, that there was something rotten inside me. The weekend after I realized all this, I went to the bar again with my friends and Nik and Jackson went back to mine because Nik had never heard Norman Fucking Rockwell by Lana Del Rey and we decided he must do so immediately. We went back to the bedroom and I was trying to find a lighter in my desk drawer, and while I was looking, Nik and Jackson saw the mess of dirty makeup sponges, paracetamol, spray gel. hair, euros, gift cards that still have a few pounds, old passports, toe separators, dry pens, antibiotics for acne. I told them that if they thought it was bad they should look inside my closet. I opened it up and saw a puddle of colorful clothes at the bottom that were knotted all around because I couldn’t hang anything up. They laugh and Jackson says he’s not far off. Then we leaned back on the bed and I made Jackson hold my legs because I’ve loved it when people do that since I was little. And then somehow, we ended up sitting in a triangle again, all holding each other’s legs and it wasn’t as strange as it soundsg. It’s really good, actually, like a weird version of one of those faith exercises you do on school trips, where you fall into the arms of a classmate with the knowledge that they will catch you.
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