{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "So it's a stock question to ask what one thing you would change about your body if you would. Notable candidates include\r\n \u2022...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/55836062223/", "html": "<p>So it&rsquo;s a stock question to ask what one thing you would change about your body if you would. Notable candidates include</p>\n<p>\u2022 Skin - when people say they &ldquo;have bad skin&rdquo; they usually mean acne. That was never a big problem for me, but I have to deal with keratosis pilaris (into adulthood); dyshidrosis; susceptibility to scarring, plantar warts, and stretch marks; phantom itching attacks; random patches of dry crackly skin, hives, *and* wet, chemical burn-like skin reactions. This is never critical but regularly annoying.</p>\n<p>\u2022 Fat - yeah, I was a fat kid since at least second grade, but since I started going to the dojo in LA and again since I started paying attention and lifting weights this year, I probably look better naked than anytime since it&rsquo;s been creepy to think about how good I look naked.</p>\n<p>\u2022 Ankles - I sprained them a few times and it just makes them easier to sprain each time. At least twice a year they collapse and I fall over walking on flat ground for no goddamn reason.</p>\n<p>\u2022 Teeth - I clench them, that&rsquo;s my stress/habit thing. It makes my cheek muscles too prominent, wears down my permanent teeth (and thus changes my bite/face in an old coot prospector direction) and I&rsquo;m pretty sure it contributed to two of them breaking below the gum (titanium implants though, thanks NASA/parents&rsquo; class status).</p>\n<p>\u2022 Genitals - pretty decent actually, but in like second/third grade I identified as female. Eventually I was like &ldquo;well, I have boy junk, let&rsquo;s run with that&rdquo;, and later concluded that there was no reason that my desire to be treated as a pretty, graceful, delicate thing; my Lilith Fair taste in music; or my appreciation for being held down and sexually penetrated should be incompatible with my straight masculinity. Among other things, this means that I appreciate the radfem critique of transsexuality at a visceral level.</p>"}