fixing my body was easy, my brain, not so much

If only I could sweat the crazy self-image issues out of my brain the way I sweat the fat off my body.

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love your car, love yourself

This morning started like every morning this week: dark, grey, raining. The perfect type of day to hunker down, throw the covers up higher and tighter, and just sleep in. I’ve resisted that urge every day. Today was a little tougher though, as I felt, before I had even opened my eyes, that I was…