This is the first time I’ve written an article for CDH, and I’d like to share my recent experience. It’s about something that may be, at first sight, simple to deal with, but for me and others of us, it might wake up fears and thoughts about the reactions from people who live close to us. I’m talking about body shaving.
After procrastinating for a looooong time, I finally managed to get my torso and legs shaved. Indeed, it was a multiple day task (due to the amount of body hair I have,) and carried out the day before I was to wear a full motorcycle race suit. I did so that the tight apparel would make a good excuse for a full shaving.
Among the reasons to procrastinate such feminine activity was my fear of what my parents would say or do. They are far from what I’d label as open-minded, and often their statements (especially against LGBT people) have made me feel angry. My mother used to say how proud she was of my hairy legs, due the fact they resemble the legs of her father!
However, I’ve been building my inner courage to do so, because after all, I should have the final say about what stays or doesn’t on my body, what bothers me, what I like, what I don’t like, etc. That’s advice I’d give to anyone who is having the same kind of fearful thoughts I used to have.
On the first day, I started by shaving my torso, which could be hidden more easily, and I’ve had some previous experience. Nothing far from expected happened. The next day, I decided to go with the blades down to the thighs. Beyond the amount of hair, in order to reach the back of my thighs, I had to try some awkward positions; therefore, the result was not top-notch after the first attempt (some extra hair was removed in another attempt, during the bath). Nevertheless, I had gone far than the usual with blades……
On the last Sunday, the day I was about to test sport motorcycles, I surprisingly got up much earlier than normal and there was enough time to build up the last chunk of courage needed to get rid of the remaining hair below my knees. Anticipating how fast I should ride those bikes, I managed to remove a lot of hair in 20-25 minutes. Again, the back of calves added some extra difficulty, but most of the hair had gone! Finally, I had reached something that I had been wondering and fearful about during the last couple of months!
The day was great! It was my first experience with sports bikes, and people only noticed the shaving two days later. The whole night, my mother kept staring at my legs without say a word (my inner feelings weren’t so nice.) The next morning, she asked me why I had shaved, and I exposed both my long time wanting to do so and the race suit excuse. She didn’t complain; rather, she said if that was my wish, it was ok!
Obviously, not everything has been flowers; many red points appeared on my thighs and the itching on the first few days was considerable. My skin is most likely sensitive and became irritated due to shaving. I’ve been using a moisturizer, which is now possible to be used over the whole body, and the itching has subsided.
The biggest lesson I took from this experience is that most of our fears are not a 100% real. Instead, many of them are mad creations of our doing, based on the environmental factors we’ve been exposed throughout our lives.
So bye bye Chewbacca!!!
*The public domain picture of Chewbacca was provided by the author and used to exemplify a point for editorial comment only.