This is National Eating Disorder Awareness Week. As someone who has recovered from disordered eating and someone who still struggles with body image issues, I’m participating in the #CaptureHope Campaign by writing a love letter to my body.
I’m sorry. Sorry for everything. I’m sorry for not feeding you one day, then over feeding you the next. Sorry for putting you through diet after diet after diet. Sorry for the horrible way that I talk about you. Sorry for just downright abusing you. Most of all, I’m sorry for never taking the time to realize how AMAZING you really are. I’m always quick to point out flaws about you when I’m looking in the mirror…nose is big, boobs are too small, stomach needs to be flatter, OMG all of this cellulite. But I never ever look back at you and say, nice smile, perfect eye brow arch, Kim Kardashian who? (This booty is all natural.) I never truly appreciate you in all your glory and again I’m sorry. Enough with the apologies, I want to do something that is way overdue…THANK YOU. Throughout all my mistreatment and bad decisions, you never stopped working. Even when I didn’t believe that I was worth living you believed in us and you kept going. Through sickness and health, you always work hard for me.
Perfectionism is something that I struggle with alot. And although you aren’t perfect, you are perfect for me. I’m learning. I’m learning how to treat you better and learning how to speak to you better. Our love-hate relationship is no more. I LOVE YOU! I love every curve, every roll, and every stretch mark. I love you and all that you allow me to do, I love that you can stay up all night and still wake up in the morning, I love that you can wear six inch stilettos all night and not collapse, I love how you can still do the splits like you did in 1997. I love that you are healthy.
I’m not promising that I won’t ever mistreat you again, but I’m going to try really hard not to. Today, I’m making a promise to make a conscience choice to only speak positively about you. I already have positive body affirmations written on every mirror in my apartment, but I will no longer look pass the words and speak self hate.
I don’t know how much I weigh and I don’t care. I will embrace you because you are the only body that I have. Tight 10, Loose 12…whatever… you are my body and I love you!
P.S. Yoga at 9am!
Photo Credit: Sidney Mori Photography