If I Even Imagined Someone Talking To

I Can't Work Out And *not* Be Watching Or Listening To Music Or Something. I Also Journal A Lot. I Think Writing Is Super Therapeutic. And Then, Hanging With My Nieces And Nephews. Just Like Baking Or Doing Silly Stuff Like Jumping On A Trampoline, Doing Fun Things With Them, Pretending I'm Five With Them, That Makes My Day.

I'm Proud Of My Body. My Body Weight Will Always Be Something I'll Struggle With For The Rest Of My Life, But I'm Finally In A Good Place And Learning To Love Me For Me, And Not Somebody Else's Standards.

Wow My Sister Has Changed. She Used To Whip Her Boobs Out For No Reason. Now She Does It To Feed Her Child.

I Have Moments Of Weakness, But Mostly I Brush The Criticism Off... Who Cares If I'm Not A Size Zero? I Don't Want To Be. I Love My Body; I'm Healthy, I Work Out.

If I Even Imagined Someone Talking To My Husband Too Close, I Would Beat The Crap Out Of Them.