Dear Body We’ve had a rough 26 years. We were fine together for the first eight years; you were thin, you didn’t get spots and your hair was never greasy. In our eighth year things started to change and we started puberty. You grew boobs!! After that, I was ashamed of you and started to hide you in baggy clothes. I hated you for making me stand out. My friends wore bras because they wanted to feel grown up but I wore a bra for my own personal safety and the safety of others.