A Love Letter To My Body

Thank you for being the perfect body for me.

By

Scott Webb
Scott Webb
Scott Webb

You have endured so many falls and you bear the scars to show it. I know I should treat you better, after all you are the only body I will ever get. I push you too hard and sometimes I even refuse to feed you because I’m afraid I will not like the results, but I should not hate you. I do not hate the Sun for shining down on the flowers. I do not hate the Moon for lighting the streets as I walk around at night.

I’m sorry for the times I ridiculed you viciously and let my “friends” do the same. I am sorry for the cuts and bruises I have acquired because I was not gentle.

I am sorry that I cannot say I’m in love with you… but I will say that I do love aspects of you.

I love the way you grow in just the right places as if you are a galaxy and the freckles on my body are constellations. You help me to wake up in the morning and push myself out of bed even when I have a horrible feeling that nothing will go right.

You are perfection in the way that you help me live a wholesome life.

Thank you for helping me heal after I cry every ounce of water out of you. Thank you for warning me of a bad situation by giving me shivers down my spine. Thank you for not giving up on me when I force alcohol into my body and especially thank you for later saving me by rejecting it. Thank you for enduring the pain of a needle so that I may decorate you with reminders of past experiences and important mantras.

Thank you for being the perfect body for me.

I promise to attempt to love you before all else. I promise to give you what you deserve. I promise to never let another unworthy man touch you for his pleasure. I will not allow anything less than what you are worth walk into your life and get to know you. I will listen to your cravings and take care of you when you are not well so that you may continue to grow strong and beautiful. I will never let another human being criticize you without the reminder that you were created whole and my own opinion is the only important one.

I will take down the walls in my mind that tell me how to act certain ways. I will let it wander freely and imagine new worlds that have never been created. I will follow up every harsh comment of myself with the remembrance that I am loved and wonderful. I will fill my brain with poems about love and forgiveness. I will entertain myself with fantastic stories and knowledge of the world around me.

And lastly, to everything I am, I will love you forever because you are mine forever. Thought Catalog Logo Mark


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