#91 Beth’s Left Leg
There was something not quite right with Beth’s left leg.
From an early age, when she mentioned it to her mother, it was dismissed.
“Don’t be silly, you’re perfect!”
Later, a boyfriend besotted with her beauty, blinded by love and unable to see her flaws, convinced her to see a doctor.
After a cursory glance, the doctor diagnosed body dysmorphia and recommended a psychologist.
The psychologist talked extensively before agreeing, reluctantly, to actually look.
She raised her hand dismissively, but then her brow furrowed, her head tilted sideways and she had to admit… There was something… something…
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