I have this thing...RA. Rheumatoid Arthritis. And it sucks.
I'm working with Reiki healer H again. And when we met last week, instead of focusing on that, we focused on my weight and health.
Between growing up not learning how to eat healthy food/meals and living with parent's who had trauma, as well as a mother who constantly battled her own weight and body issues, I wasn't necessarily set up for success in that regard.
So I've also gotten back in touch with A and I told her I'm ready to dive deep and dig into my baggage.
As H has been wanting me to believe that I'm ready to be a strong, confident woman, I think between her and A, I can approach it a new way and maybe it will be effective.
I am so split down the middle with accepting myself as I am and HATING who I see in the mirror. I don't recognize that person!
I just had a random thought....I managed to stay just fat, not obese, up until I think my ...late 20's? and I'm wondering if my early sexual experiences contributed to it? Let me explain...I had a few sexual encounters, starting with losing my virginity at 19 to B. And then just random guys here and there. And each one of those experiences were...disappointing. And I also kept liking boys...men...who had no interest in me romantically (or the ones that were interested in me, I just didn't feel the same way, no matter how badly I wanted to in order to not be single/alone anymore) and with the bad sex and rejection, did I just let myself go because then no one would be interested and I'd be left alone and not be hurt anymore? Is that it? (Thankfully, B certainly changed all that when he came along!)
Granted, I know that I've gotten less active over the years and that certainly doesn't help but I guess I do feel like my weight is serving me...somehow, someway.
While the people I love have concerns about my health, they all still accept and love me as I am.
And while I appreciate that, I can't do that for myself. That old idea about treating yourself like you'd treat a dear friend just isn't working.
And while I'm so tired of always thinking about it, my weight and health, the truth is I have to do something about it. And it starts with needing to actually really truly care.
Because I don't care. I feel like I don't care. Because if I did, I'd have the willpower and strength to always make the better/right choices....right?? Isn't that what is needs to happen in order to do what you need to do to actually lose weight?
Hmm. Well enough of this for now. I'll circle back after my next appointment with A.