"The Least Interesting Thing About You"

There is an immense amount of freedom that comes with accepting that our bodies aren't our defining features.

For as long as I can remember, my mum has said "your body is a vessel". She has this idea that your body is like a shell, carrying the person you are through this life and that your soul is what makes you the person that you are. She always tells me that even though your body may change, the person inside remains the same - your essence will always be there no matter how hard you try to shrink it. I've carried this idea for a long time, kept it in the back of my mind whenever I doubt what my body may be capable of. But it also reminds me that there is so much more to my existence than what I look like - that the way I make people feel and the change I create will outlive any youthful appearance I may have now. My body wasn't created for the sole purpose of being looked at, it's simply a vessel to get me to where I need to be.

Until recently, I don't think I ever fully understood what my mum had been telling me all these years. 

 This piece was about letting go without creative pressures to behave a particular way, accepting myself in all my chaos and finding comfort in the fact that my body will always be the least interesting thing about me.