I talked in my last post about all the lived experiences that make up who I am today. And the same is true of my body. Every cell tells a story of all the moments I've lived through. All the scars, stretch marks, dents in my skin. And proudly, now it tells the story of recovery too.
My body is a map of everywhere I've been. It's a story board of all the things I have experienced and lived through.
No one can see what roads are marked on my skin unless I show them, there is both privilege and disadvantage with in that. But on reflection it's important to remember this is the same for everyone we meet. You never know what marks their skin, or their mind. What places of privilege or disadvantage they come from.
Go without judgment. Free your self of expectations. Imagine the unimaginable and show compassion at all times. You never know when you might need it your self!