Most of my life, I had been measuring my beauty against other women, using them as my barometer. No matter how good I was, I was never good enough. Finally, when eating disorders, followed by yo-yo weight gains, and bouts of depression took their toll, I realized that enough was enough. I
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So beautifully said. So true. No time for comparisons any more. I only have time for joy, the true joy of accepting myself, my body, my frailties, and my beauty. This is my prayer for my sisters, mother, daughter and all women.