I struggle to accept my body - well, not all of my body - just the parts I dislike. My body is the part of me I cannot take off. It is assigned to me. I didn't even get to choose what I wanted to struggle with......
I used to hate my arms. They were wide and thick - now, thanks to lifting weights with a friend, they are firm and considerably smaller.
I dislike my belly. It grows - pooches - expands and then unexplicably shrinks. I can't figure it out. Little, if any of my eating has changed, yet here I am gaining weight. I have to assign this current weight gain to lexapro. Which raises a whole other question: would I rather be depressed or gain weight?
