The Joy of Living Life!

I DID IT AGAIN. Sorry. I can't believe it's been a whole month since I have posted anything. I'm not sure why that is. I guess life happened. I have been scrambling here and there for what feels like forever (really just 2 weeks).
So, now I have a minute to breathe and reflect. I have been up and down mood wise (no surprise there), but it feels different now for some reason. I think it's a combination of things. For one, I am practicing what I talk about. And guess what? It works for me, too! I am not so different after all. I am learning how to balance exercise with normal eating (you know, letting my body tell me when I'm full or hungry). I recognize that, while in the past, over-exercising was an issue, I have the tools now to walk myself through those thoughts and change my behavior. It's scary. It makes me mad sometimes. Sometimes I want to do things the easy way and not have to be aware so much. And yet, here I am. Eating normally, with no conditions. Here I am, exercising when I feel like it and having fun, NOT because I feel like I have to compensate. I am also noticing my thoughts and focusing on the ones that made me feel GOOD. I've noticed that the more I think about the thoughts that make me feel good, the more natural and consistent these thoughts become. And when that happens, soon it starts becoming part of what I know and believe about myself. And let me tell you something. I absolutely LOVE feeling good about myself. And you know what? I have every right to have those feelings! Now, I am not saying that I am perfect or invincible or above anyone else. I just really like feeling good about myself. You should too. With every negative thought you have about yourself, there is the exact opposite thought, too. I am shifting my focus from the negative thoughts and focusing on the positive- what is here and now. I'm going to continue doing and thinking things that make me feel that deep, satisfying joy of living life. I'll let you know how it goes.

It's a baggy sweats, pail of sherbert, and "orange is the new black" tv series kind of day.

Why, you may be wondering. Well , let me dump my crap on you, so I feel better, and you can feel worse. It's the only way, dear reader. At least then I know that I'm feeling a little better and I'm not alone in feeling crappy.
This past week i have been really struggling (and I don't use the word struggling lightly) with eating disorder thoughts. I have managed not to act on those thoughts, but it has been hard. My body is in recovery mode. And as I gain weight, the thoughts get worse and the battle gets bloodier. I know logically that this is normal. But it doesn't make it any easier. So, we have a bloody battle. On top of that, I started seeing a new therapist, got put a a new medication and taken off the old one. So, we have bloody battle plus raging emotions (which makes me exhausted).
And then yesterday, my grandpa passed away. The past few years I haven't seen my grandpa as much as I would have liked, but lately I have been thinking about him and all he has been through. I am so sad that he won't get to be at my wedding, and to see my kids grow up, not even a little bit. I am grateful, however, that he at least got to meet Fiona. I am grateful that he no longer is in pain and is in a better place. But death is such a bittersweet thing, no matter what stage of life the person was at. So, bloody battle plus already raging emotions plus family death, equals one broken down, curled up on the couch and tired to the bone, gal.
That is all, dearest reader. I have no witty insight, no humor left in me at the moment. Life goes on... at least the couch is here and I have sherbet.