When I was 23, I went to my dad's second wedding, full of tightly repressed rage, given expression only by my wedding outfit. I wore a suit, because it was a wedding, but I also went for a bright red T-shirt with the word 'ANTI' printed on it, a necklace with a silver gun pendant and a brooch that looked a bit like a swastika.

When I was 23, I went to my dad's second wedding, full of tightly repressed rage, given expression only by my wedding outfit. I wore a suit, because it was a wedding, but I also went for a bright red T-shirt with the word 'ANTI' printed on it, a necklace with a silver gun pendant and a brooch that looked a bit like a swastika.

You must love yourself. The reasons you have for not loving yourself, you have made up. Interrogate these false allegations until the beauty of your true self emerges.