I was thinking about defenses, personal characteristics, triggers, etc. last night and thinking about how it is "good" that I'm anxious, for example, as I plan and work well on possible future problems which could be helpful to my "clan" and someone with OCD, for example, might be a life saver with checking to make sure there are no problems with the clan's defense, etc.

I have learned to embrace that I gained too much weight (am obese) as my body took the brunt of things so I could function; kind of like I believe my nighttime dreams were ugly/difficult so I could function during the day, interpersonally.

If there's an oxygen problem, you want that big nose that can take in more or a cute little button one? Bet you have more nose hairs trapping dust, germs, etc. and don't get as sick, as many colds as the next person? Every fall on that bottom? Padding is not a bad thing to have, my husband won't ride a bicycle because it hurts his flat little male bottom? And I bet the short legs are study; I once wrote a poem about myself as "a race horse in pony clothing"

I try to appreciate what my body does for me. How proud of your thinking/emotional skills is your Body of you? Reverse the "person" in charge?