I started this experiment wanting to figure out why I cared so much about what other people thought of me. Around the same time I started to actively work through my fears. The month before I started this experiment in April 2014 I got a tattoo of a cat with the word 'Love' underneath on my right forearm. I had wanted a tattoo for about 10 years prior and it just didn't happen because of fear. But adding a design permanently to a spot on my body that was exposed 99% of the time allowed me to get over my issues pretty quickly. What would people think of me having a tattoo on my arm? I got okay with the judgments I could imagine other people coming up with for that.
So why was I not okay with people judging my fuzzy legs or when I didn't wear a bra out in public or when I wore sweatpants out to dinner? I needed to figure out why I cared and I had to go to the extreme in order to do so. I stopped shaving, I stopped wearing a bra, I stopped putting on makeup, and I wore sweatpants everywhere (among other things) for two years. What did I learn throughout this experiment? I learned that I could love myself and I want to share my journey with you in this book. |
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