Dear Body;
I hate that you tend to get sick when i'm stressed or under pressure. Its like you're defective or something. .. I'm sorry i'm so ashamed of you most days, I guess its my fault really, I should take better care of you, I'm sorry that I don't.
Hair;
I'm sorry for blowdrying, straightening, dying, curling, and waving the crap out of you. I am mostly sorry for that ridiculous perm in elementary school. It didn't even come close to being as cool or pretty as I thought it would be.
Eyes;
I love you most of all, and i'm sorry for torturing you with the mass amount of make-up I use on a daily basis. Thank you for the beautiful, long eyelashes. I can never get enough of hearing girls ask jealously "Are those your real eyelashes?" and the other "I can't believe you're not wearing contacts!!"
Thank you for not failing on me.
Eyebrows;
I'm sorry to say but I really dislike you. You're just always so awkward to take care of and make look decent.
Nose;
I'm sorry for piercing you, but you dont seem to mind. Thank you for not rejecting it like Jessicas did so many times. And i'm sorry for dropping my laptop on you. I try my hardest to take good care of you.
Lips Lips Lips;
I wish you were a tad bit bigger/plumper. I'm sorry I chew you so often. Its a habit that i'm trying to break.
I'm sorry I don't smile often, and show off those pearly whites.
I hear its quite a beautiful sight to see, thank you for that and i'll try to show you off more often.
Cheeks;
You're alright. I've grown rather fond of the fact that when I smile and/or laugh, you, along with the help of my chin, turn my face into a heart shape. Appearantly its adorable, so thank you for that.
Arms;
I'm sorry I hurt you way back when.
Hands;
I love you. I'm sorry for the rough manicures I tend to put you through. Thank you for being so small and gentle.
Tummy;
I don't quite know what to make of you. Somedays you'll be hungry all day long, others you'll go a whole day without even wanting any food. Make up your mind already!
I'm sorry I starve you sometime, and don't satisfy your hunger. It all goes with the process of taking better care of my body. I'm sorry i'll feed you absolute junk somedays. Thank you for co-operating with me and not getting completely upset with me when I do.
Legs;
I wish you were a tad bit longer. You're at such an awkward length its hard to buy a pair of jeans without ripping them to shreds on the bottom seam, and its hard to find a decent tailor to hem them properly without turning them into flood pants.
I'm sorry I hide you so much. I should let you see the sun more often, then perhaps you wouldn't be so pastey and I wouldn't be so embarrassed of you. Really I should appreciate you more often, how would I get around without you?
Feet;
I'm sorry for the pain I put you through just to wear a pretty pair of shoes. I should also appreciate you more. Thank you for being small and fitting into sizes 5 to 7. It makes shoe shopping more fun and easy.
Brain;
.. What to say... I should really use you more often. I'm sorry I fry you by wasting my time on the internet when I could be doing better things with my time, like reading or writting.
And last but not least...
Heart;
Oh Heart...
I'm sorry i'm not careful enough with you. You and I have been through some pretty tough times. Maybe if I had listened to you from the start you would not now be so brutally shattered.
I wish there was more I could do to prevent you from being hurt further.
Dear Body;
I will try harder to take better care of you from this day on. I will appreciate you more often, excercise and feed you properly.
I will spend more time outdoors, smiling and laughing, and I will listen to my heart more often.
Love,
Dana-Faye*