
OK, here's the next theme: insecurities.
I've hated the little pocket of fat that I've carried in the area below my belly button ever since a friend at school (she will remain unnamed) came up to me in gym class whilst I was cringing against a wall in a leotard and casually reached out and tickled it, saying something like 'little belly!'. No matter how slim I get, there is always a little wobble there.
But everyone has friends who make them feel bad every now and then, right?
What are your insecurities? Let me know in your comments and I'll draw them if I can :-)
Have a great weekend, all.