Dear Body
Because I love you, I will no longer wreak havoc on you
I will no longer let you suffer because I was convinced beauty meant taking up less space
I will no longer let you confuse beauty with being sick and being sick with beauty
I will no longer starve you from not only food but happiness as well
But instead, because I love you, I give you permission to thrive
I give you permission to take up space because your thoughts will always be more powerful than collarbones and thigh gaps
I give you permission to be authentic and not give a damn what anyone else thinks
I give you permission to truly live
Because I love you, I give you permission to love yourself
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