Your Body was Built with One Job; to Love and Support You. Will you do the same?

What a shame that I spent years loathing;
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the legs that allowed me to jump, run, play, and stand 

the tummy that allowed me to receive nourishment, transport nutrients to my cells and throughout my body, and support my ability to stay present making memories

the arms that provided me opportunities to catch, throw, right, lift, cuddle, hug, squeeze, and do the wave

the chest that keep me comfortable when jumping rope, allow me to rarely have to wear bras, and don't make me too sweaty

the shoulders that helped me play the sports I love, patiently hold things up for people, and do the biggest stretches every morning

the body that supported me in everything I did, kept me healthy, kept me safe, and fought with me

the body that worked with me, trusted me even when I didn't always trust her, and moved me forward in life

the body that has grown with me, seen the things that I have seen, experienced the things I have, and endured what I have

the body that allows me to cry, laugh, love, and have an epic human experience

I have said horrible things about my body and to her. I have wanted to morph her, change her, even replace her. I have questioned if she was beautiful enough, strong enough, fun enough, coordinated enough, healthy enough, lean enough, fat enough, muscular enough, hot enough, worthy enough. 

I have treated my body in incredible ways and horrible ways and yet she exists to hold me and support me as a soul having this physical journey. 

It has taken deep inner work, energy releasing, thought pattern shifting, neural pathway changing, and pure unconditional love and desire to love that has allowed me to see my body in the most uplifting, empowering, and kind ways. 

No matter how big I have been or will be, no matter how small I have been or will be, no matter how strong, weak, capable, balanced, and any other way I could be, this is my body.

And in order to have an incredible and communicative relationship with her, my best reason to love her is not only because in her purest form of existence she was made to love me, but also because she was made to love me no matter how I treat her which is why I will always choose to do the same.

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