Voices In Recovery

Love this 👏🏻!

I think what gets me isn’t even the word anymore.

It’s the weight people put on it.

Like being “fat” is supposed to cancel everything else out about a person. Their character. Their life. Their heart. Their impact.

I just don’t see it that way.

My body might carry fat.
Cool. That’s one detail.

But that’s not my identity.

My identity is how I show up for my life every day.
How I love.
How I care.
How I keep going, even when it’s hard.
How I’m building something for myself and actually living my life.

There are so many worse things a person could be.
And somehow, this is the one people cling to?

If all you see when you look at someone is their body…
you’re missing everything that actually matters.