I’ve noticed that there are several different types of healthy lifestyle bloggers out there. Some focus mostly on nutrition. Some focus mostly on fitness. Some integrate the two. Some bloggers mostly write super happy posts to encourage and inspire. While other bloggers, myself included, write whatever they’re feeling in the moment. I started this blog as a way to talk about my experience, share my newfound love for food, and hopefully help some people struggling through their own disordered eating.
Little did I know, my blog would actually help me grow even more to love and respect my body. I use my blog to help encourage others to break free from disordered eating, but I also use it to think through my own problems whenever I have a misstep.
Well Imma be real with ya. Today I had a misstep. About an hour before I usually have lunch, my appetite was raging. I listened to my body, and just went with it. I ate earlier than normal, and I ate a larger lunch than normal.
Then, in steps my long lost enemy, Mr. Guilt. I felt like a cartoon character with an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other.
The devil was saying, “You ate too much. You don’t deserve to feel full. You will get f**.” While the angel was saying ,”You are giving your body exactly what it wants. You are paying attention and doing a great job. Your body needs fuel and it thanks you every time you feed it what it needs.”
Honestly, I felt kind of cruddy for a hot second. It’s usually not too hard for me to tune out the guilt, but sometimes I get upset for even feeling guilty at all. I have to learn that no one is perfect. Even as I consider myself recovered, there will still be missteps. It’s how I deal with those missteps that makes me recovered.
So here I am being completely real, completely honest. Although I’m recovered, I’m not perfect. I’ve learned to love and enjoy food, but that doesn’t mean I don’t occasionally slip up. It means I don’t let it ruin my day. I vent and move on.
Lots of love to all my wonderful friends reading this!