the images I loved, perhaps I would finally be able to love myself.
But I kept that dream hidden from everyone for years.
When I married Michael, I thought Ihad finally found a man who would accept me exactly as I was.
Yet even after getting married, I still felt ashamed of my appearance.
Michael had never forbidden me from getting tattoos, but he often joked:
“Emily, if you start getting tattoos, there won’t be any skin left!”
I would smile, but inside, his words hurt.
When I discovered I was pregnant, I cried tears of happiness.
But at the same time, I became afraid.
I imagined having a daughter who might one day stand in front of ahad finally found a man who would accept me exactly as I was.
Yet even after getting married, I still felt ashamed of my appearance.
Michael had never forbidden me
from getting tattoos, but he often joked:
