July 1, 2014
Friends: more than a decade ago, I accomplished the hardest thing I have ever done when I recovered from a longtime eating disorder. Since then, my relationship with my body has been like too many marriages of about the same age: healthy, but not always happy. Content, but not always joyous. Over the course of our journey together, my goal for each day is to take a single photograph of my body that I can honestly see as beautiful. I am beginning in black-and-white and at an oblique angle, because that’s as much reality as I can handle for now. But I’m excited about where I’ll go from here. Thank you for letting me share my small beginnings with you. 🙂
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Funnily enough that is the only part of me I actually do like (it’s difficult to even utter those words as thoughts in my own mind, you know, nevermind write it here).
This is not about what other people think either; in fact for me that would be the whole point: to love yourself means to ‘admit’ it out there *without* confirmation or otherwise. My heart pounds violently as I speak 🙂
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I love hearing you process your thoughts here … Good stuff. 🙂
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Sounds like a great project. I don’t think you have to be ‘brave’ to undertake this, you have to be open and genuine, and you have demonstrated you are that already, so well done!
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Well thank you, sir. I’ll take it. 🙂
Appreciate your kindness here. ❤
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