[fyi: This is more of a personal ramble about myself, so it might not leave you encouraged or whatever, to be honest.]
If you know me well, you would know I wear tights or long pants most of the year.
I’m extremely self-conscious about my legs.
I have a ridiculous amount of these awkward scars from mosquito bites and other random things from when I was a kid. I scar and bruise *really* easily, then it takes (or rather, it is taking) years for them to go away or even fade. I dread the summer months for this reason alone. I envy people (which happens to be a large majority) who have near flawless “normal” skin on their legs. Not a scratch. When I do bare my legs, whether to the beach or pool, all I’m thinking is that everyone is staring.
Logically, I know they aren’t. I know this. I do. But my mind is just completely consumed with acknowledging that my legs look disgusting to me.