I have allowed myself to articulate core beliefs about worth and wounds, and not automatically shut them away for fear of anyone else's feelings about my (perceived) brokenness.
What have you identified as or with for so long that you have worn yourself silly? I have tugged up Yoga tops, closed the collars of shirts, and only ever worn bathing suits that cover my chest -- except on the rare occasions when I am with my women friends or sisters with whom I swim naked or ...