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Introduction

This is an experiment. For 2 years now I've been writing essays about body image, and more specifically about my own relationship with my body after 4 surgeries and multiple other changes. I'm posting those pieces of writing here and I'll be adding on whenever I have a somewhat original or new thought about things. There's no denying it's self-indulgent, but I figured since I'm mildly obsessed with reading about other people's body issues, maybe someone will be interested in reading about mine. Maybe I can even help someone feel like less of a freak. That is, unless no one else feels the same things I do, which would make me the freak, I guess...
Oh well, here goes!

Note: The first piece was written in late 2006, so things have changed a little. Bear with me as I try to put these in chronological order. And if there are repeated ideas or even phrases, I apologize; some of the pieces were born as revisions of others, so sometimes I get overlap.

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