I had this strange moment a few days ago, when looking at my photos on my Facebook profile, many of them, unsurprisingly, of me. I know, narcissist over here...but Facebook is a treasure trove of memory triggering moments that is sometimes is very enticing to immerse yourse
Sometimes life thrusts upon us a change, sudden, or maybe a long-time coming, but still, a painful transition comes about and we are displaced by it.
It would be easy for most of us, if we were told that all our practical problems within our relationship would disappear, to go back to that person in favour of our love-infused memories and feelings.
Of course I'd use a photo of me in a Buddhist temple in-line with my mantra to be less s-word.
The story of body-image and self-hatred.