I look in the mirror, and all I can see is a hollow where my stomach should be.
Even if my friends give me words of assurance, those wandering eyes of everyone else at the pool don’t help.
The strength to love your mess, even when you feel unworthy.
I hope you fill yourself with light, become light, create light. I hope you love yourself with such passion and fierceness, the people around you have no choice but to match.