Lots of new friends here this week so I wanted to say thanks so much for hanging out with me. đđź At first glance, you may see a curated insta feed, but I am so much more than glossy pictures. I hope youâll stick around and get to know my story.
Here youâll find a healthy dose of real food and honest conversation. Both are an important part of my story and my recovery. At a very young age, I developed an unhealthy relationship with food and my body. For most of my adolescent life and up until the past year or so, I wrestled with eating disorders and anxiety, and lived in a choke hold of perfectionism. When I recently heard this in @brenebrownâs newest book, Dare to Lead, my breath caught in my throat. She was describing everything Iâve been working through over the past 16 months. Her words were heavy, and both stung and relieved me, like the sizzle of peroxide pouring over an open wound.
âPerfectionism is a defensive move. Perfectionism is not the self-protection we think it is. It is a 20 ton steel shield we lug around, thinking it will protect us, when in fact, itâs really the thing that prevents us from being seen. At itâs core, it is about approval. Most perfectionists grew up being praised for high achievement and performance. Somewhere along the way they developed a dangerous and debilitating belief system- âI am what I accomplish and how well I accomplish it. Please. Perform. Perfect. Prove.â Perfectionism is a hustle.â
The hustle finally got me. For the past 16 months, with the help of intensive therapy, Iâve been on a personal growth journey. My healing includes a passion for cooking real, wholesome food, and showing up here as my raw, imperfect, awkward, vulnerable self. Thank you for following along. đđť
