love my body

This is especially important now. My body is a beautiful thing, and I need to realize that fact.

People have been so kind in cheering this goal. It makes me smile. I need to remind myself more often that I’m beautiful. I’ve done better, but I can do MUCH better. I’m in a bit of a rut right now, a period of self-depriciation. I am determined to climb through the foilage and regain my sense of self!

I cannot accomplish other body-related goals until this one can be marked off. It is imperative that I love myself.

Damn this is hard, but I’m trying. Right now I’m trying to remind myself how many people know I’m beautiful. And I’m trying not to focus on the size of my behind. I will believe that I’m a beautiful child of God.

I’ve done much better with this. I’ve gone a week at a time not having a body image breakdown. But it’s hard. It’s so hard. I’m in the midst of one at the moment that I don’t doubt will be longwinded. I’m beautiful. I just need to recognize it better.

I’ve found that 43things has really helped me to list my goals, and this is one that I’ve struggled with all my life. I need to be comfortable with my body, to know that I am a beautiful, creative, incredible person who is worthy of love and affection. I am killing myself not believing in who I am. So, armed with a “I am BEAUTIFUL!” sign that will shortly be taped to every mirror I can find, I will set out on my way to love myself, and feel comfortable with my body. I will love my breasts and my stomach, my hips and my thighs, my rump and my arms, my hands and my feet, and above all my face and my smile. I will love myself.