Sometimes life throws us curve balls. Just when we think we're on the right track, everything is chugging along nicely - we hit a bump in the road.I have hit such a bump.
Though my injured right butt cheek's recovering, it's feeling 'fragile'... and so, it seems, is my spirit.
After flying high on the wings of empowerment and 'getting my shit together' - here I find myself feeling lost once more.
How can this be?
Then I realised that a recovering human spirit is not unlike a recovering addict... and a recovering butt cheek.
Like an addict, I had damaged my spirit (and consequently my body) by becoming hooked on abusing myself. My poisons were; harsh self criticism and 'illicit foods' (for me that stands for anything with a high Glycemic Index, as I'm bordering insulin resistance).
Since embarking on Project Grace 2010, I've enjoyed the benefits of being 'clean' - free of damaging toxic thoughts and actions. However I have found the demons are quick to raise their ugly heads as soon as an opportunity presents itself.
This time something is different.
This time, I know I have a choice.
Instead of heading down that dark road to self-hatred, I am choosing something else.
I am choosing to say: It's okay...
It's okay to have a setback - it's not the end of the road. You're not a bad person. Your recovering spirit is as fragile as your recovering butt - handle with care and you'll soon be over it.
And with that I sign off with a smile and the words of Katherine Scarlett O'Hara.
"After all... tomorrow is another day"
Until then,
Grace xx
ps. BTW Will's been a little distant, though (thankfully) hasn't completely abandoned me. It's a bit like being in the presence of somebody too busy SMS'ing someone else to notice you've tripped up and could do with a little assistance. You can be sure that I'll be having a word with Will Power as soon as I've hit 'publish post'.
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