Being NAKED

IKE MOST TEENAGERS, I was painfully shy about my body. School changing rooms after the swimming lesson were especially excruciating, as I wrestled with my towel in an effort to ensure no part of my naked form was on show. Having to use the communal showers after PE was an even worse ordeal. Not only was I afraid my body would become an object of derision (a fear completely unfounded), but I was embarrassed to be surrounded by other naked forms and tried to avert my eyes. I know I wasn’t alone in such frankly bizarre behaviour. Many of us, from a young age, feel acutely