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QUASIMODO

Oh God. Don’t let me die a Quasimodo.

I’ve been struggling with really bad posture for about half of my life. To be honest, I don’t remember actually being that way when I was much younger. I recall my sister struggling with her posture (and how we suggested to affix a cross-like structure to her back), but exactly when did I start showing signs of becoming a Quasimodo, I absolutely have no recollection whatsoever.

Aside from the fact that I need so badly to strengthen my back muscles to heave on scuba dive tanks without falling face first, I have also looked to it as a routine to correct my posture. I even got a brace. Actually, two to be precise. And trust me, it’s not the most comfortable piece of posture support you’d ever want to be in. But unfortunately, I am only doing myself a favour so yeaaaaa…no pain, no gain. Okay. Ugh.

It really makes a difference, when you (when I) don’t hunch – your ass is perkier, your boobs look firmer, your frame is stronger, your belly gets sucked in. Well, kinda. And everything else just falls into place. Aaaaaah. How I wished this wasn’t my struggle.

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