There was a time, that my ME was drunk on obsession.

Replaying old stories on repeat, until I shamed or blamed myself into oblivion.

Starving myself of food and love and self acceptance.

Consuming myself with judgment - from others, from myself.

All the things that could have been done better.

The body parts that should look better. Function better.

The milestones that remain out of reach.

The mistakes, the mistakes, the mistakes.

My ME was high on these regrets. The insufficiency. The dreams deferred.

But now my ME is sober.

My ME creates space for the unknown.

She can remember the past without being defined by it.

She can manifest the future without being tied to it.

She is present.

She is peaceful.

She is powerful.