I give up….

I give up the grueling battle holding me captive through shame. The thoughts that plunder and abuse my psyche every day. The ones that affect how I look at myself, that cause me to lose my luster bit by bit. I give up the negative self talk about my body, and about how much my cheeks have grown in the subsequent months. I surrender to what is and what I cannot change today. I accept my flaws and what I’ve created thus far. I am working towards change, I embrace every inch of my body even the parts I gazed in the mirror earlier today with a look of disgust. I love my curvas because every piece of me makes me whole and every imperfection makes me unique.