This Was My ShameApril 7, 2020
This was my shame. This was my horror.
But today, I have no hesitation.
No “oh my gosh what will they say?”.
Because I understand now. I understand that this is just the human body.
This is a body that has carried three amazing children.
This is a body that has been a range of weights swinging 110lbs in difference.
This is a body that used to feel worthless and now feels strong.
This is a body that needs to be fed with love, attention, kindness and good food.
This is a body, and through PRACTICE and EFFORT and EXERCISE in self care, I have grown to love.
This is a body that I will use to help show others that they are not alone in their bodies.
My friends, this is your life. This is your body. Whether you’re tall or small, curvy or striped, this is you. And you ARE beautiful.
It may take time to grasp these things. It’s not something that you SUDDENLY magically feel ok with, but the effort in hate is more draining than the effort in love. So, practice. Practice.
Because it took years of words, pictures of perfection and endless comparisons to create the voice inside your head to where it is today, one that said you were not enough. And now it’s time to unlearn, to redirect.
Now it’s time to fill it with new words, new pictures, and valuable connections.
Now it’s time to live. Really live.
With peace, and understanding.
And a love that will not just fill you, but pour into others.
Spreading the truths for more to know. 🔅
That self love thing, it’s kind of oh-so worth it.
So, practice. ❤️