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I love my body. I love the curve of my belly, the dimpled skin beneath my butt and my tiny little feet. But I haven’t always felt this way; and that’s not because I grew up without positive reinforcement or because I’m an idiot. To the contrary, my parents always promoted a very healthy body image, as did my fortunate education. In short, I was well equipped from an early age to have a strong sense of self, independent from my appearance, as well as the mental tools to take pride in my appearance, no matter how it ‘subjectively’ appeared to anyone else.

Despite my predisposition to self-satisfaction, like many teenage girls I fell into that oft promoted void where everything around you seems to be screaming “you’re not pretty enough!” “you’re not thin enough!” “your nose is too big!” “you’re disgusting!” Not only were the external stimuli I was…

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