Self confidence. - high school student, Texas
November 25, 2013
Twelve years ago, my breakfast was a cigarette, a donut, and a vanilla coke. Today I nourish my body with whole foods and meditation. - adult addiction workshop
November 20, 2013
After years (over 2/3 my life) of restricting my food in one way or another - usually dieting and extreme dieting, I recently began re-feeding myself and have no restrictions on my diet. While one would think that this is an easy change, it has been the most difficult thing I have ever done in my life.
I am getting support through multiple sources, including therapy, which helps immensely.
What I realized is that I used food restriction as a control measure. I would obsess over food, my diet, my weight, and therefore, didn't need to react to things happening in my life. It was a distraction, a way to place blame when things were bad, a way to celebrate when things were good, a way for me to control my life and surroundings, and it was damaging.
Our society tells us that in order to be healthy one must look a certain way. Because, of course, there are NO unhealthy skinny people! If you are fat, you are lazy, unhealthy, ugly, and a burden to society. I believed it of myself and of other people. That makes me sad.
I am learning to accept myself at my new size. I am learning to see the beauty in everyone regardless of their size. I am noticing that there are things in my life that I have fully neglected and buried under my obsession with food and controlling my food. I am learning that I have MAJOR feelings. This is not easy. But it is a good change and in the end, it is a healthy change. - emailed to Wonder Anew
November 13, 2013
No more. It's my choice. 3.2.07 - adult workshop
I used to compulsively pick at the skin of my fingers with a needle. Now I sew and knit. I give the things I make away. - adult workshop
November 10, 2013
I started to think about what I am doing right now. I am sitting on the couch. With the dog. In the past I would not have sat on the couch when it is beautiful out, or when I thought I should be just moving through a bunch of work that I thought should be done on Saturday afternoon. But I'm sick, and sometimes I get sick and while I hated my mother laying on the couch for what seemed most of her life, I now know that I will not turn into my mother if I sit on the couch and do nothing. And I can think, forgive and smile at the fact that my mother loved laying on the couch and this really didn't injure me in any major way. She might have been trying to teach me that the world would go on if she didn't do as much as I wanted her to do. While I did not want to believe this, it really was true. The world has gone on, despite the fact that my mom didn't do all the things her daughter thought should get done.
And I can lay on the couch and do whatever I feel like and enjoy the time being still. - This is the first submitted personal positive change. It was emailed to Wonder Anew.
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