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Writing Blog 2

Celebrating The Skin We're In

Roderick Campbell

by Janne Robinson

*Disclaimer: I all body shapes and sizes be submitted for this article. Readers had three weeks to submit images. This article may not represent all bodies roaming this earth, but it represents those that had the huevos to be vulnerable, in the author’s community.


He said, “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.” ~ The Velveteen Rabbit

I was told recently that my superpower was vulnerability. 

There isn’t much I don’t have the huevos to write about.

I’ve written about my experience within abortion.

I’ve talked about the journey of finding my father and meeting him for the first time.

I’ve written poems about having sixty bucks in my account and being embarrassingly, unromantically flat broke. 

Recently, I decided to bare all and really show my cards.

I posted an image of my stark white ass in front of a fifteen foot waterfall in Costa Rica and talked about my fear of being naked, alone and with a partner.

A reader, Athena Macmillan commented on the photograph of my a** and said,

I honestly applaud your confidence and vulnerability in doing this. It’s a beautiful and freeing photo. I admire it, and wish I could do the same. But the comments I have had on clothed photos of me are bad enough… I just wish I lived in a society where I was this free to post something so revealing (physically and emotionally) and receive the courtesy you have. I know it should be about me loving myself and being comfortable in my own skin—but the comments still hurt, they still restrict. To post a photo like this for someone of my size, would likely be more damaging than freeing and that makes me sad.”

I responded, gently that she was free, in that moment, to post something as physically and emotionally revealing as this.

I told her that regardless of the size of my a**, it was terrifying to post the image online.

I told her that she had the choice, a camera, a bum and the guts to do it.

So, she did:

Taking this photo was the easy part (apart from balance the glare off my lily white ass). Posting it in front of society’s critical gaze is where it gets hard…” ~ Athena Macmillan

Not one reader made a negative or hurtful comment; instead, she received 53 likes and plenty of support.

It inspired me to write an article with images of people at home in their skin, celebrating themselves in their soul wrapping papers.

We are born with bodies, we may as well love them.

When we get naked, emotionally and physically, we create a space for others to do the same.

Thank you to all who, literally, got naked with me.

You inspire me.