My body is beautiful when I eat. My body is beautiful when I make love to my partner. My body is beautiful when I run and when I sleep and when I breath and when I nourish myself. My body is beautiful when I grow. My body is beautiful when I can think about loving people in my life more than I think about hating my fat. My body is beautiful. Thank you body, for sticking with me even though I said mean things to you and starved you for years. I love you, body.