Dear Body,
I am writing to you to tell you that I love you and you are perfect the way you are. I can tell you this all I want, but my actions have not shown you that.
For all the times I over trained you, starved you, overfilled you up with food, deprived you of sleep, littered unhealthy food inside of you, forced you to throw up, fed you inconsistently – I am sorry.
I realize that you are not mine. I am borrowing you during my time on earth. You are a vessel that I get to use to carry out my vision. You are perfect.
I promise to love you moving forward and cherish you. I will feed you when needed. I will move you daily. I will affirm how amazing you are as often as I can.
Body – can we start fresh?
Xoxo,
Valerie
