Posts tagged Body
hands

School felt like something I could be great at, but that was slipping through my fingers whilst I sat in a room that smelt of antiseptic and explained to an old man that I thought I was going insane. 

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lungs

You are the greatest therapist I ever had, because you made me realise I am not alone. I have driven with you, showered with you, you have shared my bed, you have shared my heart. 

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mouth

Food is delicious and pleasurable and enjoyable. It is sociable. It is unctuous and crumbly and gooey and crunchy. It runs down your chin and sticks to your fingers, splashes down your t-shirt and gets stuck in your teeth. Food bring us together. Food is not medicine.

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nerves

I should point out here that we weren’t a particularly religious family, but that didn’t stop me recording the Bible onto tapes aged 6 to try and combat this worrying issue. Can you imagine anything creepier to listen to than a little girl solemnly reading Bible stories into a cassette player? Because I certainly can’t. 

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liver

By 2006, I have ditched the alcopops and moved on to vodka and diet coke. I like vodka and diet coke because it doesn’t make me feel quite so unwell, and I think it’s classy. Sure.

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brain

My sadness lurked in the back of my head and soothed me with the lies that it told me in my own voice, calmly stroking my hair and telling me I wasn’t good enough.

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stomach

It is not always somebody screaming at you to eat less, sometimes it is simply somebody taking away your plate before you are finished eating. 

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