Remembering back to my 6 year old self outside in the front yard of my grandmas house showing off my cartwheels, splits, and somersaults to my family. I can remember a feeling of being proud of what I could do, what my body could do. As the years went by the pride I felt for my body lessened, disappeared, and eventually turned to hate. My teenage years were full of self-hate especially toward my body. My lowest of lows was directed at my body and how much I hated it by cuttin