Now Foundation's Love your body day.blogher's response Letter to my body. 1.
I know we've had our differences.
In fact I admit I've hated you for years.
You hurt me. All day every day for years.
You were weak and tired and wouldn't do
what I needed you to do.
I know now it was a cry for help
but I didn't know how to fix it.
In fact I couldn't even understand
what you needed.
You were sick and hurt.
You need rest and medicine.
But how was I to know?
the pain
the fatigue
the bleeding
the cramping
2.
It seemed senseless to me to me.
And my doctors told me it was
all in my head.
When
in fact
it was real and there in us all the time.
I hated the allergies
I couldn't feed you food
we liked.
Then again that is nothing new.
We did that before,
I didn't feed you.
I didn't want to exsist.
I'm sorry I doubted you.
You can understand
my confusion, my conflict
You made me hurt.
You made me bleed.
I couldn't wake you up
and then I couldn't make you sleep.
3.
But lets put that behind us.
And start again.
I want to be.
This year I'm learning to listen.
We're going to sleep when we're tired.
And when we hurt, we know what's wrong now.
We can and will fix it.
I don't like our new weight, but
I'm going to trust you to work that out.
We're now a lady who spas.
And we will swim as much as you want.
And eat when we need to eat.
I hope we're no longer at odds.
I'm tired of the war.
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I guess this is really a subject I've written a lot about over the years.
older work relating to my body:
Making Do Movement in three parts Homage to myopia today From "Love Is A Four Letter Word"
They try to tell me Melancoly sits waiting Albuquerque This the world centers or less Violent Garden sustenance broken