My body has done nothing short of love me. My body has delivered me through life.
My body has carried every trauma and every blissful moment.
My body has done nothing short of care for me.
My heart has done nothing short of protect me.
My heart has opened and closed to prevent my harm.
My heart has weighted the world and told me when my fight was worth it.
My heart has done nothing short of being my armor.
It is my mind that is the enemy.
My mind has told me that each day would be bleak, obsolete, and worthless.
My mind has loved me one day then hated me the next.
My mind has convinced me that one day you love me then you hate me the next.
My mind has been nothing short of wicked.