My body, my responsibility.
I remember just two year ago, almost, when my body failed me.
I have trouble breathing, losing weight (my colleague said I look like a drug addict) and my skin got something on the surfacr, making me despise my own body. It disturbs me cause I do everything to live a healthy lifestyle, yet I have all of these.
It prompts me to went for medical check up, to see what's up. When I found out what I had and after I did some research on it, girl, my body almost done with living. Luckily it was an early stage.
Now, I still take some medicine but I feel better. I gained weight (not ideal as in almost overweight but I'm blessed). Sometimes I get allergic reactions to the medicine, like rashes or feet swollen, but if it will make something better, I'm good.
Take care of your health, people. and if you do, and God still throw a curve on your way, take it as a platform for inner growth, to learn what you're capable of. God don't play, He came to slay. In a good way. I'm out.
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