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Dysmorphia.

  • Writer: Sam John
    Sam John
  • Mar 19
  • 1 min read

I Resist.


I train.

Every day is an attempt to wake up, look in the mirror and be okay with what I see looking back at me.

No matter what I do, I can’t seem to shake it.This built up and fed voice that claims my worth through the body I inhabit.

The body I’ve fought, cried, and bled to build.


I try to bat away at the thoughts of being invalid due to the way I look and though I often times win, sometimes, somehow I find myself lost in a conflict of confidence and love.

Lost in this battlefield where my body isn’t what I want it to be…

But is what I am learning to love, regardless.


Yours faithfully,

Dysmorphia.


 
 
 

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