I have put my body through many different experiences throughout my life. In the past, my body has been hated, it has felt self-inflicted pain, it has been willingly starved, and it has been abused by the hands of other. My body has been many different shapes and sizes. It has grown and changed. It has changed me.
I used to hate my body. I used to abuse my body. And I used to let others abuse my body with their words, their hands, and sometimes an unwanted sexual touch. I have viewed my body as disgusting. I have also seen my body only as a vessel for other’s to relieve their sexual desires with.
I have been battling with myself for many years. The battle has been long and emotional, but it has led me to a place of peace, acceptance, and love. At the beginning of my battle, I couldn’t even fathom being in the state of mind I am in now.
I am blessed to be where I am now. I am so happy that I can look at these pictures and smile instead of cry and feel the urge to harm myself in any way. I know now that I do not have to accept the abuse others try to inflict on me. They can keep their abuse. I am in control over how I feel about myself.
This body of mine is amazing, beautiful, sexy, strong, worthy of love, and it is ME.
Namaste. :) Love yourself! It is possible if you try.