After chatting with a friend the other day, I realized something: my “sexy” complex has faded away and I didn’t even notice.
You see, in the past I used to only see myself as the sexy one. I could never be cute or beautiful– just one who generally looked good in revealing clothes (face not included). This image probably started around eighth grade when I was leaving the “is that a girl?” stage until some point in university, I think.
And yes, someone said that about me when I was somewhere between second and fourth grade.