I feel like an ashtray. Like a chimney. If only I smelt like a campfire, that would be an improvement. My acne is painful on my face. My body feels tight, wound, kinked. I treat my body like shit. I don’t want to do that anymore.
But it’s not that easy. I mean it is, I just start buying salads, quit it with the dollar slices of pizza, pick up a salad a day, how hard is that? But stuff gets in the way.
I guess I don’t think I’m worth it. I need to change that. I need to remember that I am worth healthy food, worth taking the time to meditate and exercise.
If I treat myself this way, who will treat me better? I do love myself. I do.