I know I let my low self-esteem interfere with many aspects of my life, and it was only last year that my brain said, "Okay, here is why you are the way you are," and then bombarded me with memories of a horrible childhood. I'm still reeling from information overload and "processing," er, crapola, and I have 2 choices, right? I can either use this info as yet another excuse to not care about my life and wallow in self-pity and gain even MORE weight (gained at least 30 lbs last year) OR I can acknowledge whatever information or reasons for having low self-esteem and depression issues, do the work I need to do to process this stuff (be it journaling, hitting a pillow, crying, whatever), but not let it DEFINE me.
I acknowledge that I was brainwashed my whole childhood with statements like, "You are good for nothing," and "You are lazy," and now it seems to be a self-fulfilling prophecy, so I really DO have to be my own parent to my inner child and re-wire my thinking if I'm going to have any sort of life. I can love my inner child by taking the reins and CARING about what I nourish her with physically and emotionally.
Part of my problem is that I just haven't cared enough to do anything differently. But existing this way is the pits, too. Maybe it's time to start caring.
Okay, well, the day is quickly passing and I haven't done any walking yet, so I'm going to head outside and do what I can until my back can't take anymore. I will also put on my to-do list this week to buy some sort of cane or something to help me walk longer. Can't really do "official" hiking sticks, but I can find SOMETHING out there, I'm sure.
Ya'll seasoned bloggers here - keep being real and keep getting in our faces.
Misty
Insanity: Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. - Albert Einstein