things I appreciate about this particular vessel I happen to be embodied in:
- I like my eye color.
- I think my glasses are aesthetically pleasing, although working eyesight would be nice from a functionalist perspective.
- Despite the occasional oafish misgiving, I find my height to be an asset most of the time.
- I build muscle easy, although the male physique still inspires twinges of envy in me.
- I have big hands, which lets me feel important when I open stubborn jars and things.
- I really appreciate my small chest.
- My hair is pretty thick.
- I have strong teeth.
- The unnatural holes and ink I have are just right. I don’t regret any of my modifications.
- I have less zits than I had when I was a teenager, and even a couple of years ago. Sweet.
- What can I say? I have a nice ass.
- My scar is not as imposing as it was a year ago, but it is still fairly impressive:
That was really silly and self-indulgent, but I tend to take positive things for granted, and listing them helps me not to and makes the battle against distorted body images seem more manageable.
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