My body image is not great. I see blobs, others don't comment.
I see the woman who doesn't wear makeup, others see a woman of confidence.
I have gone into starvation mode, rather than honoring my body.
My family loves me, and I see imperfection.
My garden grows, and I see the weeds.
This shift in perspective comes at a price. I have to listen to others and what they have told me for 15 years.
But the gift?
I have today to make changes.
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