I read a quote yesterday: “You don’t inspire others by being perfect. You inspire them by how you deal with your imperfections.” I found it accompanied by a picture of Lucille Ball. Funny and light, it was able to get to my heart and soften it. I was reminded that I mustn’t pretend that I have it all together. Sometimes I can get so caught up in what I “should be” that I forget the gifts of who I am now.
I have noticed that as I age (nothing scary about the aging process!) and the new implementation of additional self-care for anxiety, my body is changing. I have been judging it and finding myself not liking it much. My thoughts are a little pesky—not powerful, like an eating disorder, but shaming nonetheless: “You should NOT feel like this, Robyn!” “You are NOT your body, Robyn!” (Duh!) “You’re a fraud, Robyn!”
The truth: I have felt judgment about my body and I am fully recovered from an eating disorder. I am a woman fully recovered, living in a broken culture, who can sometimes have a brain fart and buy into the lies. Click here to read full article