Body Love

Let’s talk about it. I’ve always had a very unhappy relationship with my body with food in with me. Or as I hate to call it exercise. The word has always been a very traumatic experience for me. Whether that is beating myself up in order to look smaller. Or me obsessing about working out and exercising in order to fit a specific mold of societal standards of beauty. 

I was in an abusive relationship which resulted in me having an even more warped view of my body and who I am. 

Somedays I will wake up crying every single day. 

It hurts so much that I could not see the beauty in myself. 

I battle with myself daily to remember that I am not who I once was. I do not deserve the shame that I once thought was mine.

At times overcoming those feelings of helplessness and thoughts of unworthiness feel like rolling a boulder up the side of a steep mountain that never ends.

Loving your full total self is a conscious act of resistance.

But now, now I know. 

That my body is already love, it is full and the love emanates off of me and onto others.

I consistently place myself in a position to show people that loving themselves will save them.

-Body Love