Speaking Kindly to My Body

For a long time, I had a complicated love-hate relationship with my body. The world has not always been kind to me about my weight. I’ve faced eating disorders, undergone surgeries for endometriosis, and struggled with constant fluctuations. Having three children all born via C-section while managing medical conditions that affect my body has added layers to this challenge.

For years, I treated my body like an enemy. Illness and trauma made me feel betrayed by it. But as I heal, I’m learning to understand and love myself again learning to thank my body for carrying me through, and to forgive it for the hard days. My body isn’t broken; it’s doing its best to keep me alive.

Now, I see the strength and resilience it takes to endure everything it has faced. Each scar tells a story of survival, each curve a testament to life’s experiences. I am learning to celebrate my body for what it truly is a vessel of my journey, a partner in this dance of life.

Kindness toward my body is an act of self-love. I remind myself daily that my worth is not tied to a number on a scale or a reflection in the mirror. It lives in the laughter shared with loved ones, in the joy of movement, and in the quiet moments of peace and gratitude.

This compassion allows me to release the unrealistic expectations and harsh judgments I once held. I am cultivating a deeper connection with myself one that honors my past, cherishes my present, and trusts my future.

By speaking kindly to my body, I am rewriting a story that once held me back. I am choosing to see beauty in imperfection and strength in persistence. This journey of self-acceptance is ongoing, but with each new day, I step closer to loving myself gently, and unconditionally.