In a small way I feel immortalized. It’s, it’s, I don’t know, kinda, sorta…creepy.
Reading your new page made me think of the time when I was eleven and was being examined by a doctor for some sports interest in school. I watched him writing things down as he checked body parts and functions. He wrote, about my dick, then about my balls; “ectomorphic.” I looked that up later, and for 30 years believed that I was small. Who at eleven isn’t?? One person changed my whole body image in a word.
The irony is (was) that I wasn’t any smaller than my classmates, but in my head I was certain I was. For decades.