fuck feeling sad, bad days aren’t going to get any better by dwelling on themtoday will be okay, I will be better

fuck feeling sad, bad days aren’t going to get any better by dwelling on them
today will be okay, I will be better

professoralbusdumbledore:

when you hate your legs 
remember that they carried you through the hardest parts of your life. they get you out of bed every day and take you to what you love.

when you hate your stomach
remember that it helped you gain strength. it holds the memories of deep laughter and great meals. it is full of warmth and joy.

when you hate your arms
remember that they are strong, which makes you strong. but they are also soft and can be used to cuddle and hold the ones you love.

it doesn’t matter that my thighs are thicker
so is my hair
no one cares that my stomach wobbles
I can stand strong
now my happiness shows
instead of my bones
my eyes aren’t wet with tears
my skin’s no longer dry and tight
yeah maybe my hips are wider
but so is my smile
my body is full of food
my eyes are full of life
I’m finally living
and it is beautiful

recovery looks good on me and I’m not going to let anything take that away (via metamorphosisofmeg)