Take that, Stress!
This has been a particularly heinous week as far as stress is concerned. If I find it stressful, it has found me – without even breaking a sweat. My apartment produced another sprightly batch of little brown critters - will they EVER go away?!? A longtime association with a local college’s high school outreach program was surreptitiously dissolved when the college restructured its programming, leaving me scrambling both emotionally and financially. A business associate expressed frustration with just about everything I do – and who I am while I’m doing it – and there are no easy answers for how to fix it. A friend announced her engagement – provoking not just joy on her behalf, but worry that I may never have that same wonderful news to share.
And through it all, I ate. What’s more, I ate RESPONSIBLY. I ate when I was sad. I ate when I was angry. I ate when I felt depressed, lonely, forgotten, misunderstood. I ate morning, noon and night, reasonable portions, reasonable choices, reasonable reasons. I ate because it was time, and my body was ready, and when it comes to food, my body gets the last word now. I ate because today, eating makes me feel stronger, not weaker. I ate because when I eat, I remember that I have the power to overcome ANYTHING I put my powerful mind and will to do. And I ate because, when I eat, I gain the strength to wait out the tough times until they finally just get tired of hanging out with me and go away!
Post-eating disorder, I have finally discovered that (big shock) life does not always produce the experiences and results I want, when I want it. This week I learned that sometimes it even produces the direct opposite of what I have been working for, hoping for, praying for.
But through it all, I can produce RECOVERY.
Current score: Stress – 0. Recovery -100.
Take that, stress!
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