After thirty-two long years

The war is finally over.

No more will I look in the mirror

Critique every little thing

Every so-called imperfection

Every feature that isn’t “pretty.”

Officially done with comparing

Done with crying and wishing

Done with hoping and pushing.

I’m letting myself be who I am

No judgment or hatred

Just acceptance and love.

I’m learning there are far

Worse things in this world

Than not looking “good.”

Far worse things I could be

Than fifteen pounds overweight.

I’d rather shift my focus

Judge myself when

I know I’m not acting nice

Or living up

To my full potential.

Judge myself for not

Showing up for people

When I know I should.

I’m sick of feeling failure

Instead of peace

Sick of berating

What I see.

I just want to move

My body

Because I want to.

No agenda to be or look

A certain way or size.

Just movement

For the sake of feeling

Alive.

Eating well because it

Tastes good

And makes me feel good

Inside.

Oh god, how much time

Have I wasted?

How many nights have I cried

When I could have

Felt comfort?

How many actual years

Of my life

Have I missed out on?

How many pictures

Have I not taken?

How many invitations

Have I turned down?

All because I didn’t

Want anyone to see me?

No more

No more

The war is over.

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