Forgiving Your Body

September 24, 2017

I am chilled with my body.

Me and my body have no more beef.
We’ve resolved all our disagreements and forgiven old grudges.
We’ve healed and restored our love and trust AND respect.
And you know what?
We didn’t do it alone. We did it together.
It took a while, it took us having many chats.
Like real chats, out loud, on my YouTube videos, in my head, in my meditations, in my Instagram posts, in my diary.
But we healed because we realised we needed each other.
My body needed me when it got scared or worried and I just had to put my hand on my heart and whisper “don’t worry, we are safe. I’m in control”
And I needed my body when my mind was weary and my body continued to drive me forward one step at a time.
Me and my body are a team, not because we chose to be, but because there is no way to separate us. (Well there’s one way and I don’t want that option).
So we had to make it work.
We went from an unhappy marriage to a civil one to a fun, brave, an adventurous one and now I can say that no one comes between our bond.
Not a single person.
Not a single advert.
Not a single comment.

It’s why when I get in front of a camera, I’m at ease because I know at whatever angle, whether it’s “flattering” or not, I’ll like the result because my body is my body – at all angles.

I don’t worry about contorting my body into a shape that it’s not.
I don’t make my body uncomfortable by sucking in or hiding bits of myself.

I am who I am.
And I love who I am. #scarrednotscared

This photo was part of the wonderful #BehindTheScars project my @sophiemayanne