I owe you an apology... a few, actually.
I’m sorry for all the times I let numbers on a scale or the fit of clothing convince me you were “fat”.
I’m sorry for obsessing over impossibly airbrushed and photoshopped Victoria’s Secret angels — and then calling you “ugly” in comparison.
I’m sorry for all the times I allowed the opinions of others to turn me against you.
I’m sorry for speaking poorly of you to other people, like I was embarrassed by you.
I’m sorry for all the times I starved you of food, sleep and love.
I’m sorry for all the restriction and rejection of your beauty as I tried to force unhealthy expectations onto you.
I’m sorry for squeezing you into a size 00 when you were perfect as a size 2, 4, or 6.
I’m sorry for all the abusive purging I punished you with because I wanted to be skinny.
I’m sorry for making you cry as I shamed you for looking like a grown woman instead of a little girl.
I'm sorry for believing the lie that my pain was your fault — that you weren’t beautiful enough, sexy enough, attractive enough, thin enough, or busty enough to keep a mans attention and loyalty.
I’m sorry that I did not appreciate every part of you, every day, for everything you do for me.
I’m sorry for being your worst bully.
I’m sorry for betraying your trust.
I'm grateful for your forgiveness.
We’ve done a lot of growing up together. I will never stop trying to be better to you -- you deserve it.
You’ve always given me your best... even when I didn’t deserve it. Thank you.
I’m so grateful that God gave me you.
I love you, my one and only, Body.
PS. I challenge you next! Write a love letter to your body! Share this blog post to encourage other women to do the same!