When I finally decided to tackle my health issues, I knew I wanted to do so privately. I didn’t share with my friends or family my plan to get the weight off. Perhaps it was due to fear of failing; but knowing who I am as a person…it was more so because the process for me was full of healing and reclamation of a life I couldn’t live the way I wanted to.
I yearned to run down a field with my kids without getting winded, go swimming without shame, and speak up passionately for what I believed in.
You see, the excess weight for me was a byproduct of shame and loss after a sexual assault. I won’t blame the assault on turning me into a physically unhealthy person (blood pressure issues/depression/etc.); however, I do recognize it was the catalyst.
It took many years to pack on that weight; and when I decided to shed that extra layer of shame and pain…the weight went along with it. I didn’t know who I was as a woman aside from my roles as a Mom/Wife/Sister/Friend/Daughter.
I didn’t follow a plan or strict calorie intake regimen. I made a daily promise to treat me as I treat those I love. To fuel with nutrition and water. Move a little, sometimes a lot, and some days not at all…sweet rest.
These past few years I have faced equally confusing and down days as my life has transitioned during a divorce. When I feel that pull to eat away the pain or stay in bed, I try my best to spin it back to love and simply move and eat well. To rebuild my family dynamic with my children in a new way; and just love them deeper.
I struggle between lending support to others; yet still honouring my pain and healing process. I prefer to do so privately and quietly. I struggle to articulate to those I love and pull away from that I need to do this for me. It’s not personal to them. I can not support anyone else if I don’t support my process too. I have lost friendships along the way as I have not met other’s needs and expectations.
Some find solace in sharing openly and aloud. I envy that in many ways; I would imagine it’s easier to keep up your friendships and support circle that way vs. isolating here and there. I do also see the irony that I’m sharing this on a public blog 😉 I also find healing within sharing in a way that’s comfortable for me (alone in my office lol)
I hope this post shares some insight into the different yet equally healing ways people process various stages in life.
There is joy within the pain. There is laughter even through some tears. There is residual anger within the forgiveness. And there is a whole lot of love when you drop the shame and regret. I am so thankful for all that I have; it’s all that I need. I am finding my zen joy a little more every day.
Family. Purpose. Fulfillment. Love. Security. Authenticity. Love. Acceptance.
I appreciate all who are still there for me when I do some private growing and we just pick up where we left off. I have nothing but love for my friends and family.
From my heart to yours,