I accept where I am right now is where I am meant to be.
I accept that the people who hurt me in 2018, did so I could learn.
I accept my body in its ever-changing forms, shapes, and sizes.
I accept my anxieties, insecurities, and worries — they are part of what make me.
I accept that my healing journey may not have an end.
I accept that I am often wrong…and right.
I accept help from those who offer it.
I accept what the universe will bring me in spite of what I may want.
I accept that I am still growing, learning, and developing as a woman.
I accept that I will be ready when I am ready.
I accept the love of others — whatever form it may come in.
I accept that others may not accept me.
There are no resolutions here. There is only the practice and art of acceptance.
May you all accept this New Year as a blank slate to write your acceptances with resolve.