We all hold the pen to write our own story. May this be a place of inspiration, encouragement, and hope as you walk the path before you.
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Pssssst…. Hi there gorgeous! I’ve got something to tell ya.
I want you to know that it’s ok to be seen AND heard. I want you to know you’re loved. You are special. Knowing this will help you overcome the critics. By critics, I’m speaking about the ones that want to bring you down when you’re at your weakest point. The one’s that are like vultures circling their prey. Please know that by being vulnerable, you are not a victim. You are strong, not weak. It’s admirable trait to become exposed.
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As young kiddos we are taught, “Do onto others as you would have them do on to you.” We are taught to treat others with respect, kindness, humility, and compassion. We are encouraged to give back to others and that giving to one’s self should always come second. Why are we not taught the importance of self-compassion or what that even looks like? Where was that episode of Mr. Rogers and Reading Rainbow, because I missed it?
Last week, I watched the ball drop while curled up on my plush living room armchair, sipping sparkling grape juice from a champagne flute, bargaining with my eyelids to stay open. I was ready to see 2018 come to a close. Last year brought joy and also pain. In the last 12 months I made a major career change, lived the busy life of a working mom and became pregnant with my second baby. Like you, I overcame painful obstacles and navigated some uncomfortable situations. I laughed, I cried, I did all the life things. I also worked on my recovery every day, managing anxiety and depression, seeking connection instead of perfection and practicing balanced behaviors. It was exhausting. And it was beautiful....
The thing I have realised with recovery is that people can help you and support you, but only you can make the decision to be okay. I probably sat through about a year and a half of counselling, but didn’t truly take on what we were saying in the appointments because deep down I was still clinging to my eating disorder as a form of identity. I knew that I didn’t want to continue living with it, but equally I couldn’t quite let it go. Because I hadn’t 100% put myself in the mindset for healing, I was stuck in limbo of not being quite as ill as I used to be, but equally not free from an eating disorder either...
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FounderEmily Estes lives in Lincoln, Nebraska with her Goldendoodle pup, Miss Adley Mae. Recovery from her own struggle with an eating disorder, anxiety, and depression has led Emily to create community and resources to empower others on the journey. Emily owns Sage Nutrition, LLC where she serves as a Registered Dietitian. Her work revolves around her motto that "food is meant to nourish our bodies, not nurture us." Archives
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