Overcoming my Fear

REMINDS ME OF A COLLEGE FRIEND—WHAT SHE OFTEN WORE!

Hello all,

The title of this post may seem very ominous; what is it I have overcome? Have I spent the night in a forest to overcome arachnophobia, have I spent the day on the London Eye conquering fears of heights, or have I just spent a good few hours looking at crumpets to rid myself of Trypophobia. No my friends.

I have battled a much less sinister demon. The one they call, jeans.




For many, jeans are an effortless staple, something you can throw on as a fail safe. For me, they’ve been a nightmare. As a slim size 8 18year old battling BDD, I ‘couldn’t bare’ to see my *then none existent* thighs wrapped in the finest denim topshop can buy. I felt jeans drew attention to my legs, my least favourite part of my body, and I couldn’t find a pair that I really liked.

Nowadays, 2…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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