my name is kalea, but to most i'm k. photographer, makeup artist, stylist, bookworm. i rarely wear pants, and am in recovery from an E.D. and B.D.D. - i've always got an ear open to listen, don't forget.

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i’ve been feeling rather badly about myself lately. it comes and goes when you have this disorder as long as i have. i convinced myself on the way home from work that i wasn’t going to eat dinner (the monster sometimes wins.) then, i got home and thought “no, you will not control me anymore this week” so what did i do?
well i put on one of my favorite dresses and baked lemon squares of course. so i felt sassy and made treats for work tomorrow.
TAKE THAT BDD!

I have a wide scar underneath my bra line. I have creases, folds, and lines. I have uneven, sun damaged skin that has left me covered in freckles and moles. I am the very thing that I was afraid of most. Now that I walk in this flesh, that I smile and laugh and make others happy in this body, I am no longer afraid. I looked that fear in the face and I won. Whether I am skinny, or fat, or curvy or whatever term you want to use - I am worthy of laughter and happiness. I do not hate my body, I do not love my body. I simply dwell within it. It is what holds my smiles and love inside. It is skin stretched over a gracious, good, soul. I wasted 6 years of my life trying to find worthiness when it was inside of me all along. I don’t believe myself to be beautiful, I believe myself to be good. That’s all I could ever ask for.

this is my body and it’s fine. it’s where i spend the vast majority of my time. it’s not perfect, but it’s mine.

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