I remember being about 6 years old and having the thought that I wished my dad had chosen a partner with less stubby toes. It probably took another decade and a half before it hit me how fucked up that was.

I don’t even know why I thought having unstubby toes would make a difference to anything. To make it more ridiculous, I have a birthmark on one foot that used to make me so self conscious that I kept my feet hidden from everyone until college. Who did I think was going to see my feet and reject me?