Reflections After a Year of Being @ a Healthy Weight.

When I was 14, I fell deep into the pit of anorexia, and I didn't start climbing out until January 2015.
  1. It's officially been a year since I began kicking anorexia's butt and reached a healthy weight
  2. A year of raw pain and grueling work
  3. And I've gone from hating my body
  4. To loving it, to tolerating it, to hating it
  5. It shifts on a daily basis😂
  6. But I've learned that my body is strong
  7. My heart has grown strong again and my legs have regained muscle
  8. My body allows me to run 10 miles when, a year ago, it was too emancipated to run.
  9. And I've watched treatment friends relapse this year. Far too many friends have relapsed this year.
  10. But I have kept the faith and kept healing, by the grace of God alone
  11. And people sometimes think I'm all better.
  12. But I'm not.
  13. But I fully intend on getting there, one milestone- one year- at a time. ❤️
  14. And my body image may be crappy sometimes, but I'm learning how to not let that impact how I view myself.
  15. I'm beautiful. And I want you to know that you are beautiful too. I mean that with every fiber of my being: You are precious❤️