I Don’t Love My Body: May 13th, 2016 1:35am

Hey Loves,

In lieu of the missed #MyTruthMonday post last Monday, I decided to bless you guys with two posts today. This one is a poem that I wrote during a dark time in my life. I had completely forgotten about it until I was rummaging through my many journals. This is just a glimpse into my thought process back then and how I coped with my depression. Enjoy:

I don’t love my body.
I would treat it better if I did.
But I don’t.
Poisonous foods silence the temptations.
Alcohol soothes the worries.
Cigarettes make me believe I’m someone else.
In the daytime,
when the temptations are fought away,
with a sober mind,
sobered by the light,
sobered by him,
sobered by the reality of complacency,
I harbor resentments of the things I’ve done —
of the person I turn into when the sun goes down.
Again again, I turn to the things I loathe —
to make me forget.
I don’t love my body.

Nadia.

 

Cover photo: "The Memory of Her Icy Love" http://kazuya-akimoto.com/2008/2008contents/8168gallery20.html

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