body
yesterday i had an interesting experience. i saw myself in the mirror and didn't hate what i saw. instead of disgust, i felt affection for my physique. i thought the slight chub and roundness of my stomach was charming rather than repulsive. i have never felt this way.
i haven't been this large since i was in grade school, when i struggled heavily with my weight just before puberty. i've been many forms of thin since then, and even unhealthily skinny in the past 7 years. now, with the introduction of diet changes and a heavy regime of medication, i find myself about 50 pounds heavier than i have been in over 10 years.
while it's fleeting i'm sure, it is nice to know that i am capable of not hating the way i look based on my weight.