I am happy to report I have officially closed the tear
stained door with Mr. Greek Chicken.
There was another little stab in the heart after the dreaded run-in with
him, his family and the slinky new blond.
Somehow he felt it would make me feel better if I knew she was a flame
from the past he just could no longer deny his bond with. Of course, that sent
me into what Kasey Musgrave would call the “wrong side of rock bottom.” I went into a downward spiral trying to put
the broken pieces of the puzzle together. Although the subtle clues started to
make sense, I couldn’t help but wonder where was I when this bond was being
rekindled? I delved into negative
self-talk and self-doubt. I don’t know
why I was surprised, it’s not the first time this sort of thing has happened
and certainly won’t be the last. After
all I seem to have this magical gift of sending men running off into the arms
of other women. It’s almost comical; now
that a little time has passed I can actually laugh about, wish them well and
move forward.
I have to say one of the challenges of letting go of Ed is
facing heartaches, disappointments, and obstacles head on. In the past I could just get lost in an
episode of self-destruction and emotional release. Now, I don’t have that form
of self-medication and I can’t drink to forget because I’ve never had alcohol. I have no choice but plough through the pain
and heal naturally. In the end it’s
better than a temporary band-aid because tears flush out the toxicity and the
wounds truly heal.
Fortunately, like Kasey sings in her song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rv9spwIMiqM
) there’s a silver lining after a cloudy day.
If you’re willing to take on the bees, you will find the honey. If you are willing to get a little dirty you
will find a four-leaf clover, if you go to the dance you will find a shoulder
to lean on. I still haven’t figured out
the purpose of Mr. GC entering my life, surely it can't be to add another broken brick on the wall of the chronicles of my jaded heart, as I have discovered my world is full
of life without him. So many new doors
have opened.
I’ve finally started writing more in my blog and sharing my
story. If not just for entertainment, but to help others who have ever despised
the face and body they saw in the mirror or who have ever felt their self worth
or success was being measured by the number on the scale or the size of their
jeans. I am finally speaking out for
those who have turned down food or gone to extreme measures to “get rid” of it
in fear of gaining weight. I am speaking
out for anyone who has an eating disorder, anyone who has loved someone with an
eating disorder (ED), or any other obstacle in this crazy world we call life. I’ve embarked on a whole new journey of
self-discovery. I am cultivating
friendships, new and old, exploring the beautiful city I am so blessed to live
in. For that I am grateful.
Feeling our feelings is uncomfortable but you're absolutely right - so much healthier to feel the pain or sadness or whatever, process it, and then move on without encumbrance.
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Denise, thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement.
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