To the one who has always struggled with her body...
The one who looks in the mirror and hates what she sees.
The one who doesn't like looking at pictures because she picks herself apart.
The one who is at the gym drowning in sweat because she wants to shrink.
The one who sees beauty in everyone else but can't see it in herself.
I hope that this is the year that you learn to love yourself for who you are already...
The year that you see your body as a gift instead of curse.
The year you pipe up when your inner critic starts to pick yourself apart.
The year you appreciate what your body can do instead of just what it looks like.
The year you throw out the belief that your value in this world is tied to how you look.