When I put on a swimsuit,  I found out that the curve of my body was exposed, my head was in a very strange shape with a swimming cap and goggles. I was eaten up by shame.

The sense of shame manipulated my mind, more and more nagging voice appeared ,criticizing my imperfect body, my thighs and belly.

The tightness that the swimsuit created amplified those imperfection of my body.The defense against shame made me want to isolate myself.