A love letter to my Long Covid body

Four years ago to the day, I was in a hotel room in New York City, getting dressed for a magical night at a tiny crowded theater. I wasn’t thinking of the growing rumbles of a pandemic on the horizon as I worked my way through the short supply of options in my suitcase. I tugged awkwardly at my shirt as I assessed myself in the mirror before hushing my inner critic. My generation knows better than to talk to our bodies like our mothers did. We live in the age of body positivity. We stand in the mirror and speak over ourselves: Your body is beautiful. We’ve learned that if you say narratives like this loudly and brightly enough they can occasionally scatter the growing sense of aversion we feel when we take in our bodies. <a href="https://medium.com/long-covid-connection/a-love-letter-to-my-long-covid-body-4f4cccf45689">Read More</a>