Today, I love my body. Tomorrow, who knows?
My self-esteem and I haven’t always seen eye-to-eye. Sometimes, we’re in sync. I’ll high-five the mirror or give myself a well-deserved wink. Other days, I am sitting on the floor sulking about how hideous I look and how I never want to go outside again.
I hate to say it, but the bad days are more prevalent. Do we have plans? Let me make sure my burlap sack is positioned over my head correctly. It sucks, but low self-esteem gets to us all. Doctors, teachers, friends, movies, and television shows tell us how we should be: svelte, fit, sexy, and out of this world. It’s taken a very long time to ignore those annoying voices in, and around, my head and shove them where the sun don’t shine.
I am not exactly where I want to be, but why should I be torturing myself? If I am going to change, it’s going to be for me and no one else. I don’t have to be thin to feel good about myself, I can feel good today.
We all deserve compliments that aren’t qualified with for someone your size. You’re beautiful, you’re absolutely divine! Do you believe me? If you don’t, that’s okay. I didn’t believe it for a long time too.
Today, I love my body. Tomorrow, I will at least start the day with the thought that I do.
Will you do the same?