Every morning, same routine: pose for a progress photo. Find my abs, turn on my left leg, flex hard, find the shield, flex hard, flex hard. Take the shot. 

Every morning I see myself as strong and muscular. I am not the most, nor the biggest. Where I am on the spectrum isn’t important. That I can see myself in this light is.

The routine is a lesson, a practice, but also a tonic. It is only recently I could look at myself in a mirror or a photo without cringing. My default is no longer a sewer of self contempt. What was once a constant barrage of damning assaults is silent.

In today, I stand ready to begin.

Everyday, I start off into a better future.



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