Not Shaving My Body Is a Statement
But shaving it would be one, too.
As the days are getting warmer, I feel myself increasingly anxious. My body, which I didn’t get to show much during the winter months, is becoming more exposed.
And so arises the question which didn’t need to be adressed since last September:
Do I shave my legs and armpits this summer?
I wrote an essay on exactly this topic a year ago on Medium. Back then, I still felt fairly anonymous on this platform. Writing about such a “shameful” topic (which it still is in my head) wasn’t a big deal. It felt like nobody knew me here.
It was safe to say whatever I wanted to say.
Today, I realize that there is at least a handful of people who come back to the stuff I write. I can see you — and thank you for being out there. But as much as I am happy to know that people are interested in my work, I am also more self-conscious about writing this particular piece.
What if people who read me will think I am disgusting? What if they run away and never come back after this? What if…
That’s scary. But it’s also precisely why I know I have to write about it.
