I am not the fat on my stomach. Or the stretch marks on my thighs. I am not my crooked teeth or less than spectacular curves. I am a soul waiting to take flight, to break through the barriers of who we are told we are supposed to be.
You don’t have to be perfect to be worth loving.
It’s not your problem. It’s our problem.
Being body positive is not just about your weight. It’s about accepting all aspects of your body (your body hair, your acne, your cellulite, your freckles) no matter what society deems as acceptable and/or beautiful.
You will never be fat. Yes, you have fat. We all do. But you also have fingers, hair, hormones, and a beating heart.
There are hands that do not belong to me and I miss them
more than I’m supposed to.
I will love my body, even when the world shakes her head, even when there are a million and one reasons I shouldn’t, even when I’ve grown tired. Because my body is my home—my dwelling place, my residence, my constant in a world that is far too impermanent. And so, I will live here. I will love here. I will grow here. I will break and rebuild here.
90% of diseases are caused by stress.
Have fun with your friends. Eat a burger. Eat a salad. Eat whatever you feel like eating. Don’t count calories, count memories.
Loving yourself has nothing to do