I AM MORE

Slender. Curvy. Athletic. Plump.

Boyish. Round. Lean. Skinny.

Why must my body fit into one of these categories?

Who decided how ‘athletic’ looks; how ‘plump’ looks?

And why does it matter?

I am not my body shape, I am more…

More than the lumps and bumps, and the scars on my arms.

I am a being with a soul,

I am a lady, I am whole.

So open your eyes and look beyond the outside.

And I say this without any pride:

I am beautiful.

A masterpiece, carved by God’s own hand.

Unique, funny, creative and intelligent.

I am all of these and more.

Perhaps you would see if you took your shades off.

I am not my body shape. I am more.