Perfectly Imperfect |

Perfectly Imperfect

Female. White. English. Irish. Middle Class.Picture her. What do you see?Waif-like? Skinny? Pale? Bones. Hip bones? Vertebrae? Ribs?That's the body...

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The power in my name |

The power in my name

By Jayna

When translated from Sanskrit, my name means 'bringer of victory'. It's powerful and empowering, giving me strength when I feel weak and pride when I succeed. But it also speaks to a line that I tread every day of my life: just Indian enough to evoke my heritage, but not so different from the English 'Jane' to be prohibitively different. 

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Embracing my sex drive |

Embracing my sex drive

By Beverley

When I was a teenager growing up, we were all meant to suppress our sexuality and dress down to "protect ourselves from the urges of boys and men". That was what my father used to say to me.

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My deaf love of music |

My deaf love of music

By E.B.

I’ve always had two big passions in life; helping others and music. So discovering music therapy was like finding my true calling. Finally, I had a way to use my love for making music to help others. But there was one obstacle in my way: I am deaf.

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The frenemy in my head |

The frenemy in my head

By Jennifer

I have always tried to do everything I was supposed to from a young age. I hated it because I never felt like I fit anywhere. So, I made a friend – a voice inside my head.

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder |

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

By Kenny

For as long as I can remember, I have had an issue with my body and wanted to change it – to ‘perfect’ it. If my body was perfect, I would be perfect – everyone would love and adore me.

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Perfect made me sick |

Perfect made me sick

By Rachel W.

I've spent most of my life trying to be perfect - perfect daughter, perfect student, perfect body, perfect everything - and that ended up making me physically ill. 

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Sexy for me |

Sexy for me

By Carolina

I'm an abusive relationship and sexual assault survivor turned pole dance performer and instructor. Before I became a pole dancer, my body didn't feel mine.

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A celebration of survival and love |

A celebration of survival and love

By Lisa

We are made up of many stories and identities. This is a snapshot of some of mine; it is filled with tears, anxiety, loss and trauma but is also a celebration of love and new beginnings. A circle.

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I'm here, I'm loved, I'm grateful |

I'm here, I'm loved, I'm grateful

By Olivia

I've been everywhere from a size 6 to a size 20 and all in the space of 6 years. After being sexually abused as a 7-year-old, I turned to food and subsequently had a disastrous relationship with my body and myself. I spent my whole childhood trying to diet and change myself. 

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