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All my body ever wanted was to be my home. All it ever asked for was to be taken care of. And i was cruel to it. I was cruel to it because others were cruel to me. I couldn't control the way they treated me so I controlled my body instead. Except i didn't. Not really. My ed controlled me. No more. My body is my home and i should love it for that. I should nourish it and take care of it. And I will.

Self improvement is great but ultimately? you have to accept your self. Yes you can eat better, exercise more, read more, set boundaries, love your self, but it all comes down to this. Some days you won’t have the energy to do any of these things. And you’ll look in the mirror and think that this is not enough. That’s a lie. The biggest love for self is to live slowly. To rest. To really rest. Have a nap. Eat what makes you feel good. Read if you want to. Embrace yourself and accept that you cannot and will not be ever be perfect. Accept that you are good enough. You don’t need to keep busy all the time. you don’t need to go out all the time and post on instagram. You don’t need to journal if you don’t want to. You don’t need to make art if you don’t want to. Breathe, give yourself grace and compassion. Give yourself the love and tenderness you so badly need. Be gentle with yourself. You are trying and it is good enough. You are good enough.

it’s a cycle to break.. the self loving, acceptance but then self shaming, self objectification. but it’s nice to remember that you can always break a cycle and it doesn’t have to break you.

difficult but necessary

Sony AIBO are so expensive but i neeeed to own one someday