free

and suddenly viewing myself, naked in the shower or in the glances in the mirror while I get dressed, don’t feel shameful because I can admire my body for what it is and not look at it noticing the things you complemented before you considered complementing the things you couldn’t see.

Suddenly all the women I wanted to be friends with, but always found something to hate about them, didn’t have anything to hate about them. I thought these things because the way you thought of me made me hate all women in the same way I hated myself.

and suddenly waking up was not full of anxiety, nor was sitting at home alone, enjoying the things that I love. They were freeing.