We have spent the last 4 months looking for a place to live that suits us – but the funny part was more deciding what suited us. Taking into account a lot of different criteria and considerations… we were still stuck in ‘they all seem like they have benefits, and drawbacks‘ headspace. But – and this is the bigdifferential point – we weren’t asking ourselves what WE, as a new family, really really…
We all know the studies and the ‘should do’ about this.
Stop thinking about it and just do it.
It’ll surprise you what you can achieve and what you really really want may just surprise you too.
Coaching Towards Development
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We recently switched on my old iMac and found all our photos and family photos from 2006 to 2012… I wasn’t too fussed about it, and then tonight I started looking through them and there are tears in my eyes at how little I loved myself and how many bad things I thought about myself.
I always thought my body wasn’t good enough… From weighing 55kgs in high school to weighing 100kgs 10 years later.
From red, black, blonde and even purple hair, long, short, permed – I’ve done it all and I am embarrassed for myself at how little I actually liked myself. I had different accessories to distract from my features (calculated move that did little to nothing), I was physically healthy, to unfit, sickly and everything in between. And still I was never good enough for myself.
I look at some of the photos and I see such a beautiful and happy soul, who at the time was worrying about the shirt I was wearing riding up my belly, or how many rolls were showing through my jumper. I remember the thoughts I had on some of these days where I loathed photos being taken of me and I was fuming and angry at having my photo taken… Now I see who I was back then and wish I could go back and tell myself to love me more, that my body is fricken amazing for any weight I may have at the time. That who I was, was enough for me, for anyone and I didn’t need to worry so much about others. To relax into myself and enjoy every moment of my 20s.
I’m so pleased I have come so far and realise I still have a way to go. My physical world has lead my inner world for so long, now knowing that I create all I feel, think and do…
Love for myself above all else will lead to a new world around me.
Strangely enough I was not uber unhappy in life, I just got on with things and kept on pushing through everyday. But I do now see the hurt an pain I caused myself.
To all the people who loved me through those years, I am so grateful for your care. I realise just how hard it must have been, to love someone who didn’t love themselves. Only NOW do I get what that actually means.
Growing up is a beautiful thing.
35,000 Photos (Body issues much??) We recently switched on my old iMac and found all our photos and family photos from 2006 to 2012…