I’m an honest person, but sometimes (ok, most times) I sugarcoat the hard things to avoid the crappy emotions that creep their way in. In an effort to stay authentic, I’ll try my hardest to resist that temptation.
Here it goes…
Sometimes I feel like a hypocrite. Sometimes I wonder whether I should even be trying to promote acceptance, when I can’t even accept myself. Most days I would give anything to be in an “able” body. I’m working to accept how I feel, so that I can start moving forward. I’m hoping that by sharing this, it will show others that acceptance and self love is a long and painful process.
As I write this, I find myself looking for a flowery and neat way to end this post, but I’ll leave it unfinished; just like my journey.