It’s not always easy to love our body. Most things around us tells us not to.
I’ve had my fair share of ups and down in my relationship to it, and still do. But we grow together nowadays. I know it serves me the best it can. I know now that my body is the only vehicle I have in this world to express myself and experience this life. Deep down I do love my body. We’ve been through a lot together. And, as with all relationships, we still have bad days, and that’s okay. I wrote this love letter to my body.
I love you. I really do.
Thank you for always serving me. Thank you for carrying me through the world. Thank you for always striving to get me back to balance no matter what.
I’m sorry for all the times I’m not listening to you. Forgive me for all the times I’ve treated you like shit. I’m sorry that I sometimes judge you by your looks although I know you are so much more.
I promise I will be loyal to you, as you are to me. I promise I will listen to you and fulfill your needs, as you listen to all my dreams and hopes and do your best to let me experience this life to the fullest. And when I don’t succeed, when I speed to fast, when I fuel you with toxins or don’t give you time to rest, please forgive me.
I love you.
With all my love,