Tonight I caught myself.. I caught myself before I fell again, listening to the negative words inside my head that I am not good enough, that my body is not good enough. Not that I said those words exactly but instead I was saying, I need to look like that, need to work harder, need to look good enough, need to try more, need to eat better, need to get motivated, need to drink more water, need to be something more than I am… And then I caught myself, and started to type this before a downward spiral of self doubt began..

I am more than my body. Repeat. I am MORE than my body. I am more than a pretty face. I am more than my skin. I am more than my hair. I am more than the clothes I wear. I am stronger than I realize. I am good enough. I am strong enough. I am brave. I am stronger because of the scars on my heart. I am stronger because of the hurts I’ve endured. I am stronger because I’ve always been strong. I am strong because of the supportive people in my life. I am grateful to have supportive people and a strong upbringing because I know the lives that my students live and I’ll forever be grateful for the life I live.

I am more than my body. I am more.