Recovery isn't linear and each day is different. Some days, I feel organized and free of pain. Others, I feel like a disastrous mess and filled with suffering. Lately, it has been a lot of the second one but amidst all the darkness, there is still a fire that burns inside of me. Despite all the self loathing, there is still a place of self love. Mental illness and body image is ever changing and that's okay. It's okay too have an off day and not love your flaws. Honestly, there's lots I don't love about myself but it's important to understand that you are more than your thoughts, body, or feelings. You're a limitless potential here to create something the universe has never seen before.