My relationship with food and my body

I remember the day everything felt like it was crashing down. It was a chilly morning, the kind that seeps into your bones and seems to whisper that change is upon you. I sat at my kitchen table, staring into a cup of coffee that had long gone cold, lost in thoughts that spiraled like a whirlwind. Life had thrown curveballs at me for so long; each challenge seemed more daunting than the last. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was fighting an uphill battle, grappling with my relationship with food and my body.

For years, I pushed through moments of darkness, trying to adhere to the pressures society placed on me. I tried every diet, embraced different workout trends, but nothing seemed to stick. I was more exhausted than ever, trapped in a cycle of self-doubt and guilt. My mornings became a frantic rush, filled with self-reproach that only deepened my despair.

Then, a friend invited me to a nutrition workshop, urging me to take a step back and observe my relationship with food. I was skeptical but curious. Something inside me whispered that this might be my turning point. The workshop turned out to be transformative. I learned not just about nutrition but about how food could nourish my body and soul rather than serve as a weapon against it. I discovered the power of mindfulness in eating, how listening to my body could reshape my life.

Embracing this new perspective wasn’t easy; I still battled with the ingrained notions of perfectionism and restriction before I could finally breathe. I began to approach food with gratitude instead of fear. I experimented in the kitchen, discovering ingredients that made my body feel alive rather than burdened.

This journey led me to explore the world of fitness, where I stumbled upon the idea that it wasn’t about lifting the heaviest weights or fitting into a certain mold. It was about moving my body in ways that felt joyful. I embraced activities that made my spirit soar, like dancing in my living room and hiking trails that seemed to stretch forever.

As my relationship with food and fitness evolved, so did I. It became less about aesthetics and more about feeling whole. I found myself not just surviving but truly living. Along the way, I discovered books that echoed my newfound beliefs—one in particular, [NUTRITION – Key to Human’s Health](https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/nutrition-key-to-humans-health-alexander-babinets/1141822660?ean=2940181852815), which helped reinforce the idea that food plays a crucial role in our health and happiness.

It’s been a journey—a winding road with ups and downs—but I’ve learned to honor my path. Each step has brought me closer to a life where I celebrate rather than criticize, where I embrace rather than deny. I look at the cold mornings now as invitations to keep moving forward, reminding me that it’s okay to be gentle with myself as I navigate this imperfect, beautiful existence.

Lena W.

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