You know that bad dream where you’re at school completely naked?
Living with a physical difference, I feel like this everyday. My biggest insecurity on display for the world to see. Lingering stares, occasionally children pointing. It’s a very vulnerable feeling.
Sometimes I just pull my sleeve over my hand or put it in my pocket. I don’t want to be naked.
I think that’s why I like writing so much. My blog is my choice to be emotionally naked and show myself to the world, on my terms.
Sometimes I feel like I did when I had a photo shoot a few years ago and spontaneously decided to take off my shoes and go barefoot in a photo. I felt confident, open, and free. Totally fine with showing myself to the world.
Sometimes I want to be naked,
And sometimes I just want to wear socks and pull my sleeve down, man.
I’m learning to accept where I’m at.