I have a confession. For most of my life, I was a habitual sloucher.
My back was rounded, my shoulders were not only practically glued to my ears due to the tension IN my shoulders, but they were so rounded forward that I had limited range of motion in them. The muscles in the front of my body were entirely too contracted and the muscles in the back of my body were holding on for dear life. Structurally, my body was folding in on itself.
On a deeper level, so much more was going on. I lacked confidence, self-esteem and self-love. Subconsciously, I wanted to become smaller and smaller so that no one could see me. If I didn’t want to see myself, surely no one else did either. The more my chest became a concave cavity, the better to guard my heart with. The slouchier my body became, the more I thought I gave the appearance of apathy; I’m calm, I’m cool, I’m collected. Nothing and no one can get to me. If I don’t let anyone in (i.e. guarding my heart), no one can hurt me. Emotionally, I was folding in on myself.
When I began my …