Please be gentle with your body. It loves you more than anyone or anything in this world. It fixes every cut, every wound, every broken bone, and fights off so many illnesses, sometimes without you even knowing about it. Even when you punish it, it is still there for you, struggling to keep you alive, keep you breathing. Your body is an ocean full of love. So please, be kind to it. It’s doing the very best it can.
My father was gunned down in front of me when I was thirteen years old; I was sold into slavery, but I lived; I came out a drug addict, but I got clean; I’ve killed dangerous men, and I’ve watched people I love die in my arms.