I think it’s fitting that this is the first prompt of my umpteenth attempt at blogging.

I need to be a healthy person.

I know all about being unhealthy. Food, relationships, thoughts, family…I’ve done it all.

Why don’t I try being healthy now? Be a good person. A loving wife and mother. Sister and daughter.

I want to be healthy. I don’t know exactly what that look likes, but I’ll have fun trying.

Being healthy means being good to yourself. Why is that so hard to do sometimes? Or rather, all the time.