Body shame, I've learned, isn't a problem you solve once and never face again. It's more like a recurring visitor that shows up at different life stages, wearing different masks. I fought those battles and won. I did the therapy, the inner work, the painful process of learning to see my body as something other than an enemy. For years, I lived in that hard-earned peace, believing I had finally conquered this particular demon. But trauma has a way of reshuffling everything you