I’m trying to strike the balance of loving my body the way it is and being just disgusted enough to want to change. I tend towards disgusted too much. There’s hopelessness in that side of the spectrum, and I keep finding myself in those trenches.
I want to be ok with my admittedly lumpy body, but I keep hearing the lie that I can’t be happy where I am and lose weight.
It is a lie.
My brain knows it. I can love the body I’m in and work to make it better at the same time. I just don’t know how yet.
Guess I’ll keep going and trying!