Insecurity and progress
May. 3rd, 2015 05:27 pmWorking on changing my internal dialogue from "I look pretty good for someone who is 35 lbs overweight" to "I look pretty good." I am trying to just be, no qualifiers. I have evidence from outside myself that this is a true thing. No matter that I can stand up for others when they are not believing in themselves. I always insist that others give themselves a break. Now trying to that for myself. It is good work.
I haven't really heard from Ash in a week and a half. I'm mentally doing okay with this. Intellectually I know that he is crazy busy with work. I have had to deal with this very thing with the Honey enough times that I get how it goes. Viscerally I am getting terrified that I don't fit into his life. Evidence of this? Zero. Insecurity much? At the very same time I am comforted by this since it means that he has a life of his own and isn't going to be co-dependently clinging to my life. It is also increasing my ...esteem? of him? I find him that much more desirable because he is willing to follow thru on his commitments even when it isn't fun, even when there are other things he wants to be doing.
Today I confidently walked down a steep hill in sandals. They were Chacos. So really supportive sandals that won't slip around on my feet. But I did it. Confidently. I was about half way down when I realized that I didn't really even expect to be able to that again. Uphill was a little crunchy and slow but I did that too. The result is a little bit of swelling that no one but me would even be able to discern. A year ago I wouldn't have been willing to attempt it. 9 months ago doing it would have made my foot swell up like a water balloon. I feel that it is now safe to start training my legs to walk in my heels again. I detest flats, it hurts to walk in them.
I haven't really heard from Ash in a week and a half. I'm mentally doing okay with this. Intellectually I know that he is crazy busy with work. I have had to deal with this very thing with the Honey enough times that I get how it goes. Viscerally I am getting terrified that I don't fit into his life. Evidence of this? Zero. Insecurity much? At the very same time I am comforted by this since it means that he has a life of his own and isn't going to be co-dependently clinging to my life. It is also increasing my ...esteem? of him? I find him that much more desirable because he is willing to follow thru on his commitments even when it isn't fun, even when there are other things he wants to be doing.
Today I confidently walked down a steep hill in sandals. They were Chacos. So really supportive sandals that won't slip around on my feet. But I did it. Confidently. I was about half way down when I realized that I didn't really even expect to be able to that again. Uphill was a little crunchy and slow but I did that too. The result is a little bit of swelling that no one but me would even be able to discern. A year ago I wouldn't have been willing to attempt it. 9 months ago doing it would have made my foot swell up like a water balloon. I feel that it is now safe to start training my legs to walk in my heels again. I detest flats, it hurts to walk in them.