I consciously have a relationship with my body , since it likes to move very much. But no, I'm not that "the girl in a sport club" kind of student. Instead, I always failed in sport clubs or even Physical Education subject in school. I could do almost nothing, until the final exam for P.E in High School was dance. I excelled. And that was the moment I felt some kind of magic. It was maybe the joy of performing, or something beyond. Teacher told me he could not believe I could endure such a long cardio dance while I always failed in running and anything else he tested on us. My body always has something for me to concern about. I was obese, I was suffering from a sensitive skin, I definitely was not how you see me now. It could be almost true to say that I was completely someone else back then. The more I hate my body, the bitchier it does to me. I thought it was fate LOL but I never really felt like an ugly duck (even though maybe I was) because I still saw something be...
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