Simple question, right? Maybe not.
My body is a package the contains all the mechanics for me to be alive, think and feel. My body is my physical identifier. No one else looks like me. I am recognized by my body - mostly my face. Just looking at my feet would not necessarily identify me.
Looking at myself naked is not the most wonderful thing in the world. I am, to put it nicely, Rubinesque. My body is now a comical caricature. I actually laugh when I see it.
My body is what it is. I don't hide it under a muu muu.
It gets me where I want to go. It has arms and hand for touching and hugging. It has lips for kissing. It has eyes for seeing all beautiful things and a brain for thinking.
I like it. It is my friend. I should treat it better. It is me to the world.
My body is a package the contains all the mechanics for me to be alive, think and feel. My body is my physical identifier. No one else looks like me. I am recognized by my body - mostly my face. Just looking at my feet would not necessarily identify me.
Looking at myself naked is not the most wonderful thing in the world. I am, to put it nicely, Rubinesque. My body is now a comical caricature. I actually laugh when I see it.
My body is what it is. I don't hide it under a muu muu.
It gets me where I want to go. It has arms and hand for touching and hugging. It has lips for kissing. It has eyes for seeing all beautiful things and a brain for thinking.
I like it. It is my friend. I should treat it better. It is me to the world.
My body is exactly what I want it to be. It is my responsibility to look after it, and I do to the best of my ability. There are bits on the outside that are not particularly attractive, but most of it I love. Especially the inside.
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