“It was never really about the scales for me, but my body fat levels from an appearance angle. I was blind to the fact my excessive exercise and food restriction was doing the opposite of increasing my fitness.”
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“It was never really about the scales for me, but my body fat levels from an appearance angle. I was blind to the fact my excessive exercise and food restriction was doing the opposite of increasing my fitness.”
“We sat outside on a cement bench for what felt like another hour before making the impossible decision to go home. Home without our first child, our sweet baby boy. Home with only a plastic bag representing our time with him.”
“Last night I opened up a gallery of family photos my firstborn chose to be a part of. I scrolled through candid snapshots of a vacation she wanted to be at. I watched videos of her, fully comfortable existing within our home, and I wept.”
“I’d go days without eating, then spend a few days eating and purging everything in sight. Any unplanned food or meals resulted in needing to do an extra workout, self harming, purging, or intentionally making myself sick. It was like someone else was living in my mind dictating my every move and, though I hated following along, I ultimately had no control.”
“I’m done feeling bad about never getting that first-day picture Instagram-perfect. I do not have the will or creativity to create a chalkboard sign. Our moms in the ’80s had it right.”
“For years, I never truly realized I was being abused. I believed I was the problem, I was still in control, and I could make things better with the man who had once romanced me, treated me with kindness and tenderness, and made me fall in love with him.”
“I was experiencing multiple panic attacks a day and major sensory overload. I’d walk away mid-conversation from a customer because I couldn’t take any more information in and needed to shut my eyes as they were so sensitive to light. I had absolutely no awareness or concern about whether this came across as rude. To me, I was in survival mode.”
“Because our children need so much from us, that feeling of ‘am I doing enough’ always seems to be at the forefront.”
“Don’t be afraid to share. Don’t be afraid to say their name. Don’t be afraid to be raw and vulnerable. Because one day, some girl you knew way back when might need you, just as much as you need her.”
“Our babies will always need us, just as we will always need them. It’s hard to let go, but all the sweeter when they choose to come home.”