I’ve always hated this part of my body. I would squish, pull back and look in the mirror and try to imagine what my belly would look like if I didn’t have it.
When I was in school, I would obsess about having abs and do crunches (how useless lol).
Those thoughts still float back multiple times a day but instead of surrendering myself to the cycle of negativity
I pause
Breath in
Breath out
& let go.
Because there was a time in my life where I did have a flat stomach but that was because I was so depressed I didn’t eat. All I did was sleep.
The flat stomach
And thigh gap
Was a result of depression.
It wasn’t worth it.
I rather have a happy and healthier life full of chicken nuggets.