I was looking for some old documents during the week and came across a file from when I was volunteering a Case Study for a Psych Student. The file contained bits and bobs she had me do as homework and I came across this letter to myself. I thought it might be cathartic to put it here and start putting together a new one. (Circa 2006)
Dear Body of Mine,
I would like to apologise to you for the way I have treated and spoken to you over the years. I really haven't shown you a lot of respect at all and YOU have stuck by me through thick and thin. I haven't really fed you nutritious food and made sure you get plenty of exercise. I've pumped you full of alcohol, junk food and sometimes drugs, you've held up extremely well. I've put you in some life threatening situations and let other people use you for their pleasure. And all the while I spoke to you terribly, told you I hated you and compared you to the uncomparable. I've blamed you for my own failings...like not being able to find a relationship. But YOU really are amazing and have looked after me when I have needed you to. I would like to say that I promise to look after you, treat and speak to you with the love and respect that you deserve, I may slip up sometimes, but I promise to do my best.