A beautiful piece. Let’s not put our minds in a box due to what we’ve always known as right but in truth, isn’t..
Slender. Curvy. Athletic. Plump.
Boyish. Round. Lean. Skinny.
Why must my body fit into one of these categories?
Who decided how ‘athletic’ looks; how ‘plump’ looks?
And why does it matter?
I am not my body shape, I am more…
More than the lumps and bumps, and the scars on my arms.
I am a being with a soul,
I am a lady, I am whole.
So open your eyes and look beyond the outside.
And I say this without any pride:
I am beautiful.
A masterpiece, carved by God’s own hand.
Unique, funny, creative and intelligent.
I am all of these and more.
Perhaps you would see if you took your shades off.
I am not my body shape. I am more.
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