Something came over me as I was laying in bed looking at Facebook. I saw an inspirational meme about self- love. Suddenly there was a feeling of total body acceptance for myself. I hadn’t felt this feeling in a long time! It comes and goes occasionally, especially when I’m hypomanic, but this time it felt real.

I have gratitude for my whole self tonight. I hope to carry it into tomorrow, too.

Body acceptance is an extremely important part of my recovery. It’s a practice, just as self-love is. I’m not saying I’ll feel 100% all the time. That’s unrealistic. For this moment though, I am overjoyed at the amount of pure acceptance and appreciation that I have for my body. I’m not meant to be a size 0. I know that now. When I was a size 0, I was dying. I’m a happy 12 these days and I wouldn’t have it any other way!

I never thought I could say that I’m happy about how my body looks. I wholeheartedly am able to say that I love my body now, flaws and all. It’s part of what makes me who I am and it’s the only one I’ve got!

Body acceptance is freedom. No more hiding under big sweaters and jackets. No more layering to try to smooth out the curves. I want to be me!

Thank you, Universe, for showing me that I am a part of you, which means I deserve the space I take up in this universe, no matter what I look like. There is beauty in that.

I have freedom through unconditional acceptance of myself.

Sending love and light, Kel.