Let’s get real. Down to the nitty gritty real! It is super hard to be brutally honest sometimes but I find that it also helps heal and surpass speed bumps that we may come along. So here I am…raw, honest, and hopefully flying over the speed bump I find myself at right now. For those of you that know me, I try to stay positive and use “happy” words. This is not the post for that, so parents and grandparents, I apologize in advance and I promise to keep it as PG as possible!
First things first! Eating a restricted diet while others around you are chowing down on all the sweet delicacies that you once feasted on just plain sucks. Yep, it sucks! It is super hard to be so strict at times. For instance, I had a donut this last week because, well, everyone else was and I wanted it damn it! That want and indulgent moment soon became my reality of why I can no longer eat these sugary and glutenized foods. (I don’t think glutenized is really a word but we are going with it!) My body was flat out pissed at me! Ugh, yes yes, I know. It wasn’t worth it and every wrong bite sets me back further from my goal of healing my body and living a symptom free life. As much as I know that, it still is so hard starting a whole new lifestyle. It is comparative to a baby learning to walk. It takes time and patience I suppose but have you seen the bruises they get from all the falls they take?! If we can learn to walk at a young age I guess I can do this.
Here’s another thing. Having a supportive husband is a blessing in so many ways. However, the days that he helps keep me in check with asking “Should you be eating that?” or “Is that in your diet?”, I don’t know if I want to high five him in the face with a chair or myself! Answer is…Myself! I know he is only looking out for me and helping me succeed, as I asked him to do in the beginning. Honestly, I should have so many self inflicted high five bruises! It’s the truth. I have really sucked at this new lifestyle lately. It is miserably hard sometimes when I am surrounded by birthday cakes, donuts, family gatherings, and so on. I have to continue to look at my new lifestyle as a prescription for better health, a brighter future for not only myself but my family as well, and to live pain free.
Note to self:
Buck up buttercup! You can do this and you will succeed. Believe in yourself and on the bad days it is OK to be pissed, to throw a itsy bitsy pity party, ask the “why me’s” and to maybe cry a little. After you give yourself those few moments of hatred at the curveball you have been thrown, pick yourself up, dust off, and kick this diseases ass by all ways you know how! You are worth it and deserve to have a long life of happy.