Dearest body,
How. I. Rejected. You.
by constantly calling you names
like "fat"
and "ugly"
and "wrong, so so wrong".
How. I. Blamed. You.
for everything that was missing in my life.
You
stole
my
happiness!
Bitch.
How. I. Hated. You.
for being too fat,
too tall,
too wide,
too big...
for simply being too ugly.
Urghhhhhh.
How. I. Tortured. You.
with strict diets
and unhealthy pills.
With lotions and creams
that poisened you secretly.
With my right finger...
down your throat...
above the toilet...
for. fifteen. fucking. years.
...
I am sorry...
I was wrong.
I did not know
how to love you.
Thank you so much...
for surving me
and patiently allowing
hatred to move through you,
until there was a space big enough
for me to inhabit.
A temple
just. for. me.?
You humble me, body...
and you're beautiful.
So, so beautiful.
Miss K.