Tonight I’m writing for accountability because my sole enjoyment at the moment is coming from my couch and chocolate.
On Sunday I attended a chocolate expo and confession I can’t stop eating my purchases. This is only problematic because I’m pretty sure I’m eating my emotions- eating feels so good. It makes me happy. Somehow, if I can only focus on the sweet and salty taste of the gourmet chocolate treat I’ve been binging on, I can temporarily think about nothing else. Until I’m done with the piece of chocolate and I’m left feeling disappointment- where’d it all go?
To clarify, there is nothing wrong with eating chocolate. If anything, power to you! The issue is that since last week I have been trapped in a hole of nothingness. This blog was created with the intent to spread positivity, so I hate to turn this into a snooze fest, but I have to be real. Since last week life has been emotional to say the least. I am still struggling to rationalize David’s passing and working with teenagers complicates these feelings. Ultimately, I want to fix them. I want to help them. I want to let them know life is beautiful, and wonderful, but full of challenges. I don’t fully understand why I feel this overwhelming sense of needing to help others- the truth is, I feel powerless.
This deep rooted reflective state that I’m in is not helping my health- I can feel the exhaustion from the lupus and I feel my energy and excitement in training waning as a result. I bring this up because all I want to do is eat garbage food. Somehow in my life I have allowed food to be a thing of comfort. Tonight I needed to write that down. This is my post of accountability. Tonight my goal is to turn it around. My favorite things to do when I’m upset are close people off and eat food. Neither of those options seem like the path I should take given how far I have gotten up to this point. So I’m going to take my road less traveled and I’m going to run. Not away from problems like I have done in the past. I’m literally going to go for a run. And I hope in my run I can find solace in the fact that there is only one controllable thing in my life- it’s the choices I make. And that’s why I pay it forward. I want to put happiness back into the world. I believe in saying hello to people, and smiling, and asking people how they are. Not because it’s what’s “right” but because I genuinely care. And maybe, just maybe, if I keep doing it, it will help even one person.
Oh, and thanks google for the inspiration.
52 Miles per Month 
“My favorite things to do when I’m upset are close people off and eat food. Neither of those options seem like the path I should take given how far I have gotten up to this point. So I’m going to take my road less traveled and I’m going to run. Not away from problems like I have done in the past. I’m literally going to go for a run”
I love the candidness of this. I do the same thing. I find absolute comfort in both food and closing people off…but these things don’t fuel progress. I also like how you say the only thing you can control are the choices you make. Your thought process is so similar to my own. Great writing 🙂
Cheers to you. One, for being vulnerable when we all know that is more challenging than anything in itself. And secondly, for taking control and trying to weave a way out.
I could have absolutely written this post. Truly. I’ve not been blogging very much lately because I don’t want to be Debbie Downer. You’ve kind of given me a little kick in the pants there. Thank you for that. 🙂
It can be hard, but try to think of a happy memory, & celebrate the life & joys& goodness & what was brought to your life, rather than the loss. /hugs/. Wishing you feel better soon. And chocolate helps a little 🙂