This body has survived over 20 surgeries.

This body put one foot in front of the other when my dad passed away.

This body gave me strength when I got divorced.

This body has walked hundreds of miles in the ER helping save other people’s lives.

This body has held me up when I was drowning in my own negative thoughts.

So yea, this body might not be perfect by societies standards but this body is perfect to me.

I spent most of my life striving for the ideal body thinking it would bring me happiness.

No matter how much weight I lost I was still unhappy. I had to learn to love myself as I was, imperfections and all. My body is a gift and I only wish I had realized it sooner.