I am sorry for all the times I hid you behind shame.
For the times I looked at you with disgust.
Hated your form.
I am sorry for the times I tried to shrink you, make you vanish.
I am sorry for not seeing all that you do for me every day.
I am sorry for being disconnected from you for so long, for not knowing
and trusting your language.
I am sorry for blaming you.
I am so in awe of you now.
Every bend, valley, scar, every rise, taste, line, every spot, mark
and texture is a masterpiece, a brush stroke of beauty.
Thank you for waiting patiently until I came back.
Thank you for being my oldest and longest home.
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you just inspired me to speak to my body. thank you Nadia ❤️