This post is not about my cancer, but as I learn to adjust to life with significant physical changes, I cannot help but think about body image and the role it plays throughout our lives.
As I watched my six year old daughter walk out the door headed to the YMCA this morning I wondered, when does it happen? When does it happen that a once carefree, uninhibited girl turns into an insecure, overly cautious woman?
At some point someone will say to my little girl, "You little ♥♥♥♥." And she will believe it and begin to fall in line with the normie behavior that surrounds her.
One day some mean girl will look at Margaret, roll her eyes, and tell her she's not cool. We all know those mean girls, unfortunately at times we've possibly been that mean girl.
At the moment of the hurtful remark the girl who was once full of confidence, character, and drive is no longer virgin.