I don’t know if this is motivational or depressing (I hope it’s motivational), but Ms. Modestjune published something that I wrote as a guest column in her blog. Her basic question was, why are you perfect as yourself? My answer: because you aren’t dead.
“The important part was that during cancer, I realized that this body was everything. The whole entire world was mine, because I had a body that lives in it, experiences it, and feels it. The life in my body, and all of the health in it, was more important than all of my insecurities combined.”
You can read more of my post here at her blog, Laughing with Broken Eyes.