Dear body... I am sorry

I just came back from lunch and I was discussing my scale with my friend. I was bitching about how it was janky and giving me different numbers. I was mentioning how hard I've been working the past few weeks to lose the weight I gained in LA. Then this popped up on my Tumblr via fitvillians:

“Have you told your body how much you love it today?

Your body is responsible for everything you do. It keeps you alive, takes you to the store, gives you orgasms, allows you to dance, laugh & play. Every single thing you love to do in this world is made possible because of that body of yours. It works non-stop, doing your bidding.

And you hate it because it doesn’t look the way YOU think it should look?

You’re not just stuck in your body. It’s stuck with you too. And in terms of who’s treating who better, maybe it’s time to ask yourself how much love your bringing to the table in this relationship. Cause your body is doing nothing but loving you hard, 24/7.

Happiness doesn’t discriminate based on appearance. Neither does love. Don’t discriminate against your body. Love it for every single thing it does.”

Instead of bitching about my scale, I should be apologizing to my body for mistreating it for the past 20+ years. My scale may not be working well or it could very well be working perfectly. But I am the one that is at fault for being this way. I am the one who has abused and neglected my body. Any aches and pains I may have are my fault. My body allows me to do so much and until recently, I did so little for it.

That stops now.

I am sorry for mistreating you. I can't promise that I won't hurt you again but I will try my hardest not too. We are in this together.