this is not about you... this is about me... healing. today i have reached yet another "low", my weight is higher today than it has been in a long time and i am devastated to think that i am back at this weight again. i am so tired of this; tired of eating, tired of not wanting to move, yet tired of moving, tired of breathing... so, so tired. what can i do? do i fast? do i eat? do i go for a walk? i don't WANT to do any of those things. i just want to sit here today. maybe that's what i ought to do, just sit and contemplate, and maybe in the contemplation, peace will come, healing will come, illumination will come, contentment will come, hope will come - hope has already arrived.
a safe space to voice, reflect, ponder upon healing journey from childhood trauma, sexual abuse, eating disorders, church abuse, violence, grieving, widowhood
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Another day, another turn of the page of this chapter in the series of chapters I call my life. This one does not seem to be particularly ev...
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. I have often posted about my less than positive relationships, especially with my family. I have read. I have prayed. I have talked. I hav...
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Here we go again... i don't want to move! i don't wanna do... I just don't wanna think... how many days can this las...
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I want to cry, scream, shout, just let it all out!!! But there is no voice. There are no tears. No strength. No desire to do. I ...
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