I suppose disliking your hands is a very unusual part of your body to dislike, but non the less I never use to like them. I liked my nails which makes this whole hand hating thing even stranger. As I have been told on many occasion I have been blessed with long nail beds, my nails in the above photograph are the shortest they can be (did I just brag about my nails?). Anyway back to the whole hand hating thing...I suppose I've always thought I have chubby fingers and that my hands are quite manly. No idea where this came from, no one has ever insulted my hands before but never the less that thought has always been cemented firmly in my head.
But recently I have been thinking about my hands and realised that I may hate the way my hands look however I don't dislike all the artwork I create with them. I suppose what I am trying to say is even the things you dislike about yourself all add up to make you you and without them it would be difficult to say if you would be your true self. Because without my hands a big part of my personality and who I am as a person would be missing.
I no longer hate my hands.