My Love Note to You
Today we tell our body dysmorphia to stuff it, today we drink that water and send those emails and pay those bills, today we remember that we are not our past that every breath we breathe is one big cosmic fuck you to our abusers, that every hair we grow, every skin cell, every new freckle is something that your abuser has never touched, that we are growing sunflower fields of bravery for no one else but ourselves, that loving ourselves may be our greatest cross to bear but it will be our greatest opus today we remind ourselves that it's okay if the only thing you did today was breathe even when we live in a capitalistic society that equates our productivity to our worth, for nothing owns this soul, this body, but ourselves. Today, we accept our sensitivity as our magic to wield and not our undoing, today is a good day because today is the day we tell ourselves "I love you" or maybe today is the day that we don't tell ourselves "