Look, it's not just about my body or what I look like. I mean it. If it was, this would be a lot easier. But that's only a teeny tiny part of it. The whole thing is so much bigger than that, and way more complicated. I don't know if I can explain it. It's getting better. I know it is. And I know it's not going to happen all at once. One day I won't suddenly wake up and have a healthy relationship with all of this. But maybe I'll have one day where everything is okay. And then another, maybe. And soon most of the days will be like that. I don't know if it'll ever be perfect. But one thing I've learned is that, well, maybe it'll never be perfect. And maybe you just have to learn to be okay with that.
