Musings on Skin from a Dermatillomaniac:
"Birthday Suit" - a familiar colloquialism for the flesh we wear from birth. However, upon further reflection, it is truer than we would like to admit. In viewing surgeries and autopsies, it becomes clear that skin is little more than a garment, easily rolled up, peeled back, or torn asunder to reveal the bloody undergarments below. Does seeing flesh as clothing help to curb the urge to destroy it? Perhaps.
Consider it: you've been issued one outfit, which you must ensure will last a lifetime. Not all tears can be repaired without lasting blemishes, and not all stains will fully fade away. It will wrinkle, bleach, and stretch, but if you care for it it you may wear it proudly all your life. Should you damage it, your shameful negligence of this irreplaceable garment shall be on display for all to see forevermore. Although these blemishes may be hidden from the many, those who come to know you fully will have their perception forever clouded by these irascible imperfections.
The next time that we seek to tear the fabric of the finest suit we own, perchance such perspectives help us to stay the eager hand of destruction, and steer the fates towards happier outcomes, beyond that cycle of harm in which we so often find ourselves.
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