A poem of hope and subversion
Yesterday's prompt for Notes from the Margin April write-a-thon was about boundaries. I've spent years hiding my body from others for a huge range of reasons. This self-imposed boundary has restricted so many areas of my life. I'm overcoming it (slowly) and relish the freedom it is bringing.
Here's a poem about those feelings of shame and dislike, and the power wrought by railing against them. I'm excited that these feelings are changing.
Thank you Beth!
Aww, how lovely. And I get that feeling of comparing yourself to others, the thighs rubbing together. I never had that until this last year when medication added kilos to my body, and exercise became difficult due to health. It’s so hard to shut off that mean voice in our heads. The mad thing is, nobody notices except us!