i used to spend so, so much time fretting over this one specific part of my body. hated it, thought it was ugly, assigned moral meaning to it, made myself feel like less of a person for having it. glancing sideways at women with flat and rigid abdomens with envy.
very grateful to be far away from that feeling. of course, it peeks out sometimes and makes me feel bad for a second. but generally i see my little belly and i smile. my mom has it too. i love my soft little belly and im very grateful to my body
