Eating my Feelings
Just a girl over here trying not to eat her feelings.
Our Saturday came with a huge pivot.
Due to what we will refer to as “the cooties” invading our home,
we were frozen in place this morning instead of heading off to Florida.
Plans were canceled.
Hearts were saddened.
The beach and Hogwarts would not be a part of this week.
After I walked through the steps with our TA on rebooking our theme park tickets;
I refocused on work, went on a walk, grabbed my Target Pick up and
then ended up in front of my favorite pizza joint.
The broken girl inside of me knew what would feel good.
The broken girl that loves control and predictability
wanted to find happiness and satisfaction.
The broken girl only knows food soothes.
The healed girl I have become knew what was coming.
The healed girl took charge and allowed me
to eat a smaller portion of my favorite comfort food.
The healed girl wasn’t going to eat her feelings
This is huge for me.
From the broken girl who could finish off a whole pizza on her own without blinking an eye
to a girl who can enjoy it in moderation and listen to her body.
The inward battle still happens as my broken girl rises up in moments of emotion.
I have become self aware enough to know that food can’t heal me.
Food can’t fix me.
Food can’t mend my broken parts.
I am not who I used to be!
And I have God to thank for that!
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