The body is still the variable. That's what changed. It all comes from that.
[He doesn't hate his body. Not the shape of it, not how it looks, not what he can and can't do, not how he feels moving inside it, day to day, head to toe, stretch and stride. But somewhere deep, deep down there's still a little bit of hate for his blood, for the thirty-seven trillion tiny coiled places where human is written inside him. He knows it's defined everything about his life, every reaction he got from anyone in between the ages of nine and nineteen. And yet. It stings, to run into it all over again, that it matters, maybe not for the reasons his father told him it did, but just as severely.]
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Date: 2014-07-13 02:07 am (UTC)The body is still the variable. That's what changed. It all comes from that.
[He doesn't hate his body. Not the shape of it, not how it looks, not what he can and can't do, not how he feels moving inside it, day to day, head to toe, stretch and stride. But somewhere deep, deep down there's still a little bit of hate for his blood, for the thirty-seven trillion tiny coiled places where human is written inside him. He knows it's defined everything about his life, every reaction he got from anyone in between the ages of nine and nineteen. And yet. It stings, to run into it all over again, that it matters, maybe not for the reasons his father told him it did, but just as severely.]