Then:
I used to keep a measuring tape
in the top drawer of my dresser,
and take it out every week,
measuring the parts of me
I thought should be smaller.
These thoughts consumed me
until I felt so disgusted with myself
that I cringed at just the mention
of any one of my numerous insecurities.

Now:
The thoughts surface still,
almost every day.
But after constant bickering with myself,
I decided accepting
that the way God made me
was the way he intended me to be.
Now I push away the negative,
and open myself up to the positive,
finally allowing light
to restore my life.