Madison / Toronto / 11.23.15
I’m trying to learn to change the way I talk to my body. I’ve been a bully and I’ve been unkind. I craved validation, wishing someone would tell me ‘your body is beautiful, your body is acceptable, you have permission to look the way you do’. In my head it was always thin or fat, right or wrong. I could never see the beauty in the in between. Or maybe I didn’t want to. But I’ve started to realize that the things I’ve been told or taught make my body “wrong” are someone else’s definition. Being half my size won’t make me feel whole and I don’t want to spend my life trying to shrink myself just to fit in. I shouldn’t feel the need to apologize for trying to love my body. I won’t. My body is worthy and I want to start treating it that way.