a year of not narrating my own body

not sober from anything dramatic. i just stopped treating my own body like a problem to fix out loud. a year ago i couldn't get dressed without a running commentary in my head the whole time. today i put the outfit on, looked once, and left the house. that's it. that's the whole win. nobody clapped and it still felt enormous. if you're in the loud part right now — it does get quieter, i promise 🕊️