I am so thankful for my strength.
I was having dinner with a friend the other night, talking about how I never thought I would get to where I am now.
I spent around seven years of my life not being able to sleep through the night. Seven years of suffering from a night eating disorder (full post on this to come), struggling with digestive issues, depression and anxiety.
The thought of sleeping through the night and eating like a normal person was a fantasy. The rare nights that it did happen felt like a blessing. I practically jumped out of bed the next day.
Talking about this, and realizing how different I feel now, reminded me how grateful I am.
Yesterday I pounded away half an hour on the treadmill and stepped off with a giant grin on my face. I can feel my body becoming stronger I know my mind is following.
The past few years I’ve faced some challenges. Sometimes they have been so infuriating that my only calming thought has been ‘There is a reason you need be strong. Take this is a challenge and grow from it.’
I have a lot I want to accomplish in life I know I need to be strong in order to do so.
I feel from the bottom of my heart that I will do something good, and be a positive role model for other women.
It’s Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada and I guess I just want to say I’m grateful.
For my family, my husband, my friends, nourishing food, a great place to live, independence, creativity, and recently, strength.