child of God, wife, mother, recovering anorexic who longs to see the beauty in herself that she sees in the world around her

Saturday, March 31, 2012

not ashamed

Lots to say and yet my bed calls my name.  So I will make this one short and to the point.  I have realized over the past week that while I still struggle with this body that I call home, I am starting to realize that I like who I am.  For the first time in my life I am feeling unashamed of who I am.  I have used that voice I've found to simply say, this is who I am and it's ok that I'm different from you.  I think I kinda like this feeling.  It is freeing to not feel obligated to pretend.


  1. i LOVE LOVE LOVE that you are feeling this way!!! This is recovery and you are getting to see parts of it! ;) You have come a long way and you deserve moments like this because it makes the hard times more bearable when you know what the good times feel like...if that made sense.

  2. How wonderful! I agree---this is recovery! Hold on to these moments (great job writing them down so you'll remember they exist!)