Let's take our bodies back...

I no longer fear my body. It has it’s scars — those scars are my scars. It has it’s stretch marks — those stretch marks belong to me.

I am making peace with every part of me — every soft curve and sharp edge, every dimple and wrinkle and crinkle decorating the skin around my eyes like gentle riverbeds of laughter.
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For too long, I believed the stories society told me — that my flesh was a measure of success, that I shouldn’t take up too much space, that I needed to ignore my appetite, control my body and silence the true calling of my soul in order to be of value.
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But we can question these stories. We can rewrite them. We can release the fear and the shame and the striving for some non-existent perfection.
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And when you do, you’ll find that beyond the self-criticism and self-hate, the path to self-love has always been there, waiting for you to start walking.
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We cannot control the media. We cannot force the culture to instantly change. But we can take our bodies back — and, in taking our bodies back, we take our lives back too.

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