You’ll never guess.. I do believe I
did it!
It has taken me years
and honestly going through this whole healing process...I finally found myself
and the love for myself I should’ve had from the beginning. So a brief glimpse
into my past. When I was younger, my parents traveled a lot and then they land
blasted us in Weiser freaking Idaho. Needless to say my rose covered glasses view
of the world evaporated and I saw just how dark and mean the world can get in an
instant. I had never dealt with the “small town” mindset until I moved to Idaho..
Little did I know just how throughout my lesson would be. I’ve got nothing
against small towns but that narrow mean, perspective some people have is just
downright unhealthy bordering on toxic. Really, that was hard for me, it was
right at puberty so a small girl, not even 11. I was bullied, belittled, emotional
and psychologically tortured for about 4 years before we moved to Utah. I
struggled with that for a long time. I was forever obsessed with fitting that
cosmopolitan image mindset, keeping my weight down no matter what. Seriously,
lots and lots of diet pills, juice fasts for 3 to 4 weeks, etc.
Anyway!
I came to the realization and to put this in perspective I
will reference the “Big Bang Theory” here. I never realized I was a “penny”. I
was that nerdy chick in high-school; hacky sac at midnight talking about games
or the lasertag match we just finished. I loved my hoodies, my skater shoes, my
buckle jeans, my platforms because I hadn’t accepted 5’2” was really just fun
size yet, I liked what I wore and it was random. I never realized that all of
my nerdy friends, the D&D nights, lasertag, LAN nights, and all of those good
times with friends that I, thankfully, still have today. It was okay that I
wasn’t that double zero.. I was still beautiful, loyal, caring and accepting. I never saw myself from the outside. It took a
marriage from the “Black Sarlacc Pit” for me to wake up. Yes! She did just
reference Star Wars because 100 years of slow digestion is the best metaphor I
can make for my marriage. :)
That time in the Sarlacc’s digestive
system doesn’t matter now. So many of us bind ourselves with these rules and
regulations on what we should be/act/look that we never give ourselves enough
slack. Other people can be awful, yes that’s true, but by far I know I was the
worse to myself. No one could even compete with how cruel I was to myself. A
couple months ago, I was working through something and I was struggling. I told
my counselor; “It hurt to hear some of my
favorite songs such as Red Jumpsuits Apparatus: My Guardian Angel and I Won’t Give
Up by Jason Mraz! I don’t want to listen to them because they remind me of the
pain.” Then he said “Why Rachel? Why
should they hurt?” He gave me a new way to look at them and it quickly
caught a slow fire inside me. He put on My Guardian Angel and we listened to
it. Then for the 2nd time we listened to it, he told me to listen to
this song from another perspective; the perspective of who I am now, the strong,
independent healing woman singing to the hurt, bleeding woman/girl I use to be.
Honestly, it was the beginning of
this huge enlightenment. I tried it and he was right. The perspective shifts a
bit depending on the song. All of a sudden I realized yes, I can take this a
different way and change how I react once again. Now when I hear a song I
enjoy, I shift my perspective and it bolsters my hope and positive attitude. I’m
not that angry bleeding person from last year anymore. I love and accept who I
am and what I’m about. The excess weight I want to lose; that will go now that
I have a good nutrition and exercise lifestyle. I am active and I finally let
all those horrid rules drop away. I just want to be healthy. Now, I’m so much
happier. I know who I am. I have come through some horrid experiences I wouldn’t
wish on anyone but you know what? On the other side of it all, I’m a better
person. I’m pretty damn cool. So what that I have some extra pounds, those will
go but what you can’t just earn overnight is the personality and the mindset
that I’ve grown. It’s so freeing, listening to my favorite songs and find
them inspirational rather than getting sad. I don’t get sad anymore. I look at
everyday as something else, something new, something positive and no matter what.
As long as I hold in my heart; “that you
know what, today was okay. I did the best I could but I will treat tomorrow
better”. My sister gave me a great quote;
“Tomorrow
is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It’s
perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we’ve learned
something from yesterday. “
John Wayne
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