I am so sorry for all those years of mistreatment. For all the times I did not nourish you when you needed, for when I worked you until you could not work anymore, for hating you. I know that there have been so many times in the past where I would let myself starve. I didn’t want to feed you because I was scared. I was scared of what that food would do to me. But now I know better. I know that you need food. You need fuel. Each and everyday you do amazing things for me. The least I can is properly fuel you.
I’m sorry for those days where I would work you, nonstop. Where I would workout in the morning, afternoon, and night. Whenever you would tell me to stop, I wouldn’t listen. I just kept on going because I thought I knew better. When really…I didn’t. I was hurting you. And I’m sorry for that. You deserve to have rest. And I need to give that to you.
I’m sorry for all the hate you have received from me. You never ever deserved that. You do so much for me. You get me from class to class. You enable me to hang out with family and friends. You let me run and workout. And most of all, you let me enjoy life.
I wish I could take back all those years of hate but that is the past. I have today and the rest of my life and I am going to make a promise to you. I promise to love you and treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Because after all, there is still so much that I want to do.
Remember: The scale doesn’t define you, you define you.