Dear Body,

I'm sorry for the way I treat you. I use you constantly in good and bad ways. You ache for me to stop hurting you but my routine just continues to beat you down. You're bruised, tired, sore, and feel weighed down. I think it's time to address this issue because I can't bare to see you hurt like this anymore.

I'm sorry for the way I pack food into you. You've been giving me warning signs for years that I shouldn't be giving you so much food or be feeding you the high calorie, high fat types of food. You tell Knees to cry out to me because I'm making them carry the heavy load of us all. Knees, they don't deserve that and neither do you Body. Not only does Knees feel the wrath of it all, so does Back and Lower Back. I don't mean to hurt them, Body, but I can't stop. Well I shouldn't say "I can't" because Brain reminds me I can do whatever I put my mind to.

I'm sorry for hurting Brain too, Body. Brain holds everything we know but I abuse Brain with negative thoughts, memories, and Brain doesn't get much sleep. Brain pounds and throbs. Body, I think Brain is the most overworked part of your whole system. Poor Brain has to sit through classes, stay awake until 3am two nights a week, and push through all the other difficulties I throw. I'm sure if Brain could take a vacation Brain would. I mean everyone in your system would take a vacation on me. Brain hates math and I make Brain do math all the time. Body, how do I get Brain to stop crying at night? Brain needs to sleep and I don't want to take pills to quiet Brain, but sometimes I have to.

Brain isn't the only one crying in pain though. I don't like taking pills to quiet them, even though this is all my fault. I'm sorry I over due exercising a bit but I'm only trying to fix what I've done. You tell Thighs, Shoulders, Knees, Calves, and Quads to cry for help because I've put them in so much pain. They're in pain but I keep pushing forward. Hands bruise over with marks from them hitting punching bags because I don't know how to protect you Body. I'm sorry I lace you with injuries. I put up a fight for things that I want but I don't pay attention to what I do to you. I pull hamstrings, twist ankles, bang my big toes off of things and you just sit there.

Most of all Body, I am sorry that you're not happy. I can feel your stress, the way you tighten up in certain areas. I can feel you wanting to cry but then holding back for me. Why do you hold back for me when all I do is bad to you? I can feel you whining for sleep but then I decide to keep you awake for another hour. I'm so sorry Body. I've realized the damage I've done to you. Even though things seem horrible right now, we all can work as a system again. We all can be happy and healthy again, Body. Please believe me. Body, don't give up on me or us.

Sincerely,
The driver of Body