I sat with my monsters… I sat with them, until I could love and accept them, until their ugliness turned into a sort of lovely cuteness that I can live with. Still, sometimes they forget their place and start to whisper and then yell. Here’s the thing that I never forget. They are both right and wrong. I am not where I want to be (yet) and I continually strive for more. But I AM good enough, and most days I do better than the day before. Those monsters? They are important to me, a part of me that I don’t want around me all the time, but I need them some of the time. To have them pop in at times so I remember where I have come from. I need them around me simply so I can remember where I have come from, so that I can grow. They force me to look at status quo and through their unwavering gaze, I know I need to change, to move to another plane of being. Other times, I just sit with my monsters, accept them and allow them to be.
Lynn DeVasto (via liquid-diamonds-flowing)
Count blessings, not calories.
Weigh your options, not yourself.
Restrict negative thoughts, not food.
Starve your disorder, not yourself.