healthy and growing up, better late than never
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
I have decided there is a link, at least for me, between diet and emotional maturity and I am not referring to ethical veganism and love of animals. I’m referring to good health and love of myself.
For most of a half century I felt bad physically and emotionally and my social interactions were childish to put a kind face on it. I groveled and people pleased and apologized and compromised. It never occurred to me that I might be as entitled to respect as anyone else as I did not see much to respect in myself.
When I took my life into my own hands a couple of years ago by bucking the “treat the symptoms with medication” trends and going “plant based whole foods” instead I discovered that I needed to take responsibility for many other things also.
I had always been able to find an excuse for things not working out- apparently this was supposed to be a magical experience coming from an entitlement. “I do or don’t deserve for such and such to happen so it does or doesn’t happen.”
The past two years have been an endless series of choices and decisions which I have come to realize means that I am actually living rather than simply existing. Who knew that doing hard things could be so gratifying?