It feels weird to write a blog post introducing myself.
I wish I could somehow curtsy. I feel like that would be a good start.
[insert that curtsy here]
My name is Annie Downs and one dark and stormy night, I wrote a book called From Head To Foot.
[That “dark and stormy night” part is a lie, but I feel like that’s how people expect authors to speak and I’d hate to ruin your expectations.]
Here’s the truth. I wrote a book for myself. I mean, I didn’t write a book for Adult Annie, I wrote a book for Teenage Annie.
I didn’t like her very much, Teenage Annie that is. In fact, I hated her. I hated the way she looked, the clothes she wore, and I hated that of all the bodies in the world I had this one.
The only thing I hated more than my own self was talking about how much I hated myself. So I didn’t. My parents are awesome and loving, I had small group leaders at church that were committed to us, and I was surrounded by godly friends. But I never shared how deep the pain was. How real the hurt. How ugly the thoughts that radiated in my mind.
I went off to college, plugged into an amazing campus ministry, and started seeing a counselor. [That is a major simplification of the plot line, but trust me- it’s for your own good. The details would take us a while. We’ve got all week to unpack that stuff.] And slowly but surely, the Lord started showing me TRUTH where LIES had reigned supreme. I began to replace those lies, like exchanging fruit for waffle fries at Chick-fil-A.
And I started to see myself the way Jesus sees me.
So I wrote a book about that process. I wrote a book to pay homage to poor Teenage Annie- she never knew a different life and I wish she had. My hope and prayer now is that my testimony will rescue someone else- another teen girl who can’t stand to look in the mirror. Or, dare I say, a grown woman who still treats her body like it is the enemy. I think if one girl changes her thinking and changes her point of view because of my stories, then living them was worth it.
I hope that when teens read this book, they decide to share their pain.
I hope when moms read this book, they remember how it felt and they step into their daughter’s healing.
I hope when high school girls read this book, they begin replacing the lies with truth.
I hope when college girls read this book, they embrace God’s heart for them.
And I hope that every person who reads this books finds moments of humor and moments of real tears.
That’s why I wrote From Head To Foot– because Teenage Annie deserves some much-belated love, because today’s young women have it harder than Teenage Annie ever did, and because we all deserve places where laughter and tears meet.
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