I woke up today and decided to do something different. Instead of hating myself and calling myself lazy piece of shit for waking up at 530 am instead of 330 am like I planned, I decided to just go with it. 

I went to the gym and instead of hating how I looked I just did my exercises and felt good that I made it there and that I completed my workout.

Instead of rushing through breakfast and shoving disgusting food in my mouth I decided to honor my body and eat what I liked and what was healthy for me. I decided to take time for myself and enjoy a quiet morning. I decided to chew my food and actually taste it. I decided to breathe and quiet my mind. I decided to thank my body for storing all the fat that I hated so much. In this moment I realized that maybe my body is not a prison like I once thought. Maybe it's something that protects me. So many times I would go hours and days without food because I'm too busy so it would store calories so I could survive. 

I realized how much I hated and abused myself over the years. I realized I did the same thing to myself my parents were doing to me. Nothing was ever enough for me. Every accomplishment was just another step towards the bigger goal. I was never pretty enough. Never skinny enough, never toned enough, never good enough in so many ways. 

I realize I would repeat those words to myself everyday and then wonder why I am so angry and sad all the time. I realized I never really left home I just carried it with me all those years. 

I hope this can resonate with someone. I hope you stop abusing yourself and end the cycle that you didn't start. I hope you love yourself today just for being you. Because you are enough.