08/04/2025
I remember a long while back listening to someone (though I can't recall who) share how trying to recover from an eating disorder in the society/culture we live in is near synonymous with an individual battling alcoholism trying to recover living in a bar.
And woooo-ee did that hit.
Many moons later, here is my rendition.
Both ice cream, but different flavors.
If you take one thing from this post, I hope it is this-
The invitation to come back home is always there for you🌷
It doesn't matter how long it's been.
It doesn't matter how deep the wounds.
It doesn't matter how broken you feel.
It doesn't matter if you can't feel that as truth right now.
She remembers. Your body remembers.
Wishing you a life of FULLness, ALIVEness, and one that is EMBODIED🤝
It is only going to get harder in the world we live in, I fear.
But we can choose it for ourselves- one small choice at a time, one hour, day, week at a time.
Healing generations before and after us🌱
Rooting for you, always🌷
Em