It has become apparent as I read through the blogs and posts of my fellow
travellers that our issues with food and weight are inextricably linked to our
self esteem and our childhood experiences. We have all been abused, hurt or
derailed by something or someone way back in our formative years.
Along this road I have had time to contemplate my reactions to stress,
emotion, pain (physical and emotional) and realised that I always retreat and
hide behind food. Usually calorie, sugar laden absolutely bad for me food.
Why don't we pick up a banana instead of a bun? It just doesn't feel the
same does it? We cannot wrap ourselves up in the healthy cocoon of a banana, we
need that sugar/carb (whatever your poison is) enriched snack that will make us
feel bad immediately after the initial rush.
I have a theory that as I am losing weight I am discarding all of those
ancient hurts, as each gram dissolves so too does the burden that I am
carrying. Every calorie laden treat that I refuse is another transgression
against me laid to rest. Every healthy mouthful an accolade to my strength as a
person. Every gram gone a testament to my ability to survive. Every time I turn
my back on those treats I am running towards me, the real, best me that I can
be.
So remember as the realisation hits you, there will be tears and a little
pain but YOU are at the other end of this road.
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