All (metaphorical) cherries
I think today I just want to take a moment and remember how good my life is simply because I have my sugar addiction and compulsive eating under control. I mean, my life is amazing for a lot of reasons. My level of pride in my integrity. My loving and happy marriage. My authentic relationships with people that I love. But every one of those things stems from the fact that I made a decision to recover from my sugar addiction.
I have sometimes had people attribute my change in behavior and attitude to “growing up.” But I know that that is bullshit. (OK, I don’t “know” because I did get my eating under control at 28, so that certainly corresponds to the completion of my brain development. But at the very least we could say it’s chicken and egg…) I never felt any surety or confidence in my choices or my actions, until I stopped drugging myself with food.
Lately I feel like I have been in this metaphorical hallway in my life for FOREVER. Not knowing what comes next. And so many things are in flux right now. My body, my health, my friendships, my home life circumstances, my work circumstances. I’m impatient. It has been literally years. And some of that feels like a pity party. Like I deserve better. Like where are my cash and prizes????
But isn’t that the point? Isn’t that why I am in this hallway in the first place? Because I’m not rushing headlong into the next dead end? Life on Life’s terms in Life’s time.
So today I am being grateful. Because I have a life beyond my wildest dreams all because I put my sugar addiction down. And anything more that I want is all cherries on top. (Metaphorical cherries. Too much sugar for my sensitive system in the real things…)
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