self-love
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The last few days I haven’t been able to keep control of my letters. They keep switching up and making the words I mean to write a jumbled mess. And this is not figurative in any way. I’m seriously dyslexic of late. It isn’t a major issue, since we have these lovely computer checks of
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You don’t know how lovely you are… A lyric from a song I love, and a reminder for every day. I don’t know how lovely I am. I’ve not been shown that often. I’ve been shown all of the dark and terrible things over and over. And the loveliness that did exist got shoved deep
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I think that this title is somewhat of a “dirty” word. Most of us think of it in terms of restrictions and frustrations and defeats. I know that is how I often view dieting. This is also a somewhat new concern for me. I am one of those people who was born fit and stayed
Learning To Be Whole 