isn't it strange howe life works out and how things affect you ? I was always covered up as a child never showed my body to anyone .
Even at the all girls school I couldn't bare to be naked after gym ...you know, cause you think people can see your shame. You believe, somewhere in your mind they can see "it" . I often wonder these days how many girls in the same class were the same.
Most devastating time was in Grade six. It was hot and my teacher told me to take my jumper off........I couldn't ...I sat there frozen. I couldn't bare to be "seen" My teacher took it off me physically .....I was in shock and started to cry. She told me I was a stupid girl. Teh boy next to me stroked my arm to comfort me . His name was Dominic and I've never forgotten that gentleness all these years later.
We forget the little things ..........sent by god or a diety maybe or just a persons personality??? that keep us sane.
Since I've turned forty and with a little prodding by friends I can actually show cleavage now
Well a bit anyway.
but I don't get that thing men used to say all the time .." you have such sad eyes" , "they're beautiful but so sad" god that used to grate at me.