Letter to myself

I'll start.
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Dear body,
I've put you through hell.
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I've beaten you up.
I've put you on horrible diets.
I've said mean things.
I've starved you.
I've purged you.
I've yelled at you more times than I want to admit.
I've punished you.
Tried to hurt you in ways I'd never hurt anyone else.
I've scolded you.
I've been ashamed of you.
I've even been tired of looking at you.
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But, you are still here.
You are amazing.
Your heart still beats.
You still carry my beautiful soul around.
You an amazing vessel.
You amaze me everyday now.
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Yes, you're healing.
You are always healing.
You're always changing.
You're always beautiful.
You always are my safe space.
I love you.
I hear the messages you're sending me.
You are appreciated.
You are strong.
From now on, you are treated like a temple.
Because you house all of my beautiful self.
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You are so loved.
I treat you with respect.
You are great.
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How does that feel? 💕