For as long as I can remember, I’ve always wanted to be thin. Well, technically, I’ve wanted to be thin since I realised I wasn’t going to be a boy. So I guess for as long as I’ve realised I was female, I’ve wanted to be thin. I didn’t know that back then though. I...
I woke up at 6am, my body was sleepy but the rest of me was fully alert, aware of what was ahead of me. I showered with an anti-bacterial scratchy sponge provided by Nuffield Hospital. I picked up my binder, hesitated, and left it on the bed. I guess there wasn’t much...
I call them my tits because that’s what they are. I hate them. I hate my tits. I’m scared of what will happen without them. After getting used to them for so long, flattened, pressed hard, tight around my ribs, black elastic wrapping my torso. That’s what my chest...