Will We Love Me?

Will you still love me with my surgery scars?

Knowing I’ve been torn open and pulled apart?

Will you still love me when the roof caves in?

Once you find out where I dream of going and, worse, where I’ve been?

Will you still love me when I’m not nice?

When I have bad days that make you wonder if my heart is made of ice?

Will you still love me with the marks, chunks, and imperfections?

The looks I give when I’m mad at my own reflection?

…Will I?

Will I still love myself on days when I’d rather not?

The days when I wonder what my purpose is and I am feeling lost?

Will I still love myself with dimpled thighs?

Or on days when I want blue but only see gray skies?

Will I still love myself when I don’t feel I’m enough?

Knowing I don’t always reach my goals and sometimes I give up?

Will I still love me when I am poor or hungry?

Remembering times I’ve hated myself through starving or stuffing?

I will.

I will love me just like I would continue to love you

Because every second is a chance to start something new

And just like sometimes you suck, sometimes I do too,

but that doesn’t make me unlovable– and that’s the attitude I choose.

I would always give you a chance to start over or love you though it’s rough

I don’t expect you to be perfect because I know we are tough.

And yeah, some people have done some truly terrible things

Which means in some relationships I’ve had to create strict boundaries.

So why don’t I treat myself the same way?

Remembering I have the chance to start new every day.

I ought to treat me just like I would treat you,

Giving second, third, and 500th chances the way that I do.

And I can set boundaries and tell myself no

And help me move on, see truth, and let go.

I LOVE me even with my surgery scars

Even though I’ve been pried open and ripped apart

Even though I’ve seen dark places and dream of scary high heights

Even though sometimes I wake with puffy eyes after crying all night

Though sometimes I’m mean and I’m never perfect

I am also kind, strong, weird, and worth it.

I am worth smiling for and living for and dying for

Because I am a human, which means my worth is invaluable forever.