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❤️Hope saved my life just as much as any physi

❤️Hope saved my life just as much as any physical or medical intervention did. From a young age I felt on edge and on autopilot. Anxiety riddled me. And the panic and pain of not being accepted by my peers instilled a deep-rooted belief that I was alone. Alone and on my own —an outcast left to fend for myself. My brain switched on to "survival mode" in an attempt to help protect me. But ... it never switched off.

I became stuck in a fight-flight-freeze response, which is your body's natural reaction to danger or a perceived threat to survival. But I was unable to differentiate between real and imagined perils. My anxieties manifested into an eating disorder, which initially helped me cope. But my mechanism for coping soon became its own threat. Consequently, I spent years trying to recover from the very thing that once saved me.

To be blunt, I was deemed a hopeless case. I failed every treatment program I tried. Medical interventions could only do so much until they could do no more. And I was growing weary. I wanted to give up. There were many times I DID give up. But I also had hope. And hope is what prevented me from taking permanent action on temporary troubles. Hope saved me ... but then —I just stayed there. I began to settle and stagnate. And I entered a prolonged state of "quasi-recovery."

Hope is passive. And it can easily turn into procrastination. For many years I'd think, "I hope I recover" and that was that. I kept putting it off and delaying the action with the belief it would just happen, or that I could address it later. My hopes never magically transpired and neither did change. It wasn't until I got a hefty dose of tough love from a few crucial people that I began to move forward. And the most crucial of those people was me. Tough love gave me a major reality check and pushed me to the point where I wanted to live more than I wanted to survive. And this required action beyond what wishful thinking could offer.

The key is to hold on to hope while you add some tough love and take action. Both are necessary ingredients for lasting change. Hope becomes your foundation for which you actively build your life. ~Britt💜

🏥Unfortunately, this is my current situation a

🏥Unfortunately, this is my current situation and reality —another bowel obstruction. I don't talk a lot about my journey with CIPO, but it's still a challenge I have to navigate at times. There have been many ups, downs, twists, turns, questions and —although not always answers, I do always try to remain optimistic. Hopefully this will be a short hospital stay and I’ll be back on my feet soon. Until then I might be less active on here. This is definitely a bummer and I'll spare you the specifics, but I'm realizing it’s less about the details and more about how you deal with them. ~Britt💜

✨Our bodies are a constellation made up of uniqu

✨Our bodies are a constellation made up of unique attributes, emotions, and energy. The sum of ourselves encompasses our identity and personality. But what if you aren't happy with who you are? What if you hate how you identify with yourself? What if the mirror reflects the image of an individual that you're accustomed to despise?

When we hold a negative self-image or feeling about ourselves, it can be tempting to look outwardly for solutions to change. Instant gratification is addicting, and tangible progress is intoxicating. Enter — the scale. It provides a false sense of control each time we step upon it to await our fate. And it’s only a matter of seconds before instant feedback is displayed. There is nothing wrong with the scale, but there is a lot that can go wrong with how we choose to interpret the information.

The scale is significantly limited and cryptic in the data it provides. In the words of Steve Maraboli "... the scale can only give you a numerical reflection of your relationship with gravity. That's it. It cannot measure beauty, talent, purpose, life force, possibility, strength, or love. Don't give the scale more power than it has earned."

I was a slave to the scale, and I sacrificed my self-worth for the sake of being small. A complex world becomes much simpler if weight loss equates with good and weight gain is bad. But this would mean living a lie and believing deceit. Our worth is not something that can be weighed. It is part of the constellation that makes up our physical being.

And our physical being can be attributed to The Law of Conservation of Mass, which states: "The same amount of matter exists before and after the change —none is created or destroyed." This means that although a substance's physical properties may change, its atomic value does not. It's true! We can change how we physically look. However, the change in appearance will never be able to alter your worth. ~Britt💜

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