I Am Sorry

Dearest Body,

First of all, thank you for your great patience with me, I'm learning true beauty isn't just a size three. Thank you for the many ways that you've loved me. From the day I was born, you somehow knew what I'd need.

Communicating completely, from my head to my feet, telling my stomach when it's time to eat. Digesting my food, as a fuel for my system, training my brain filling it up with wisdom. Red cells and white, like soldiers at war, destroying the bad, the good being restored.

You took care of me, though I failed miserably to respect you. I'd skip meals every day, like the girls on TV do. Criticized and neglected the shape you were in, compared you to others, the true, original sin.

I know that I've not always treated you kindly. The mental stress I sometimes put on you blindly, has evolved into the beast that it is today. And society keeps trying to convince me that way.

Like the only purpose you were meant to serve, are the sexy sweet sensual, vivacious curves.

Being thin has always been what is expected of me, what a glorious freedom to finally be, free of the torture that I placed on you. I'm sorry it took it so long to sink through - this thick skull of mine, and I thank you for that too.

I will continue to grow and improve how I treat you. I am so glad you have always come through when I need you.

I will close for now, you need to get rested, I've kept you up late enough, just know you're the best and - if ever you need something, just let me know, I will do it because you are the star of my show!

With all the love in the world,

Me