There has been one very unexpected change in my healthy living caper. I have become friends with myself. After two exhausting years of weird eating, I find myself eating well. For now, the deprivation/self-sabotage/cravings/binging cycle has politely stepped aside. Food is no longer the enemy. I am no longer the enemy.
It's like I came staggering out onto the battlefield, bloody and wounded, with my white flag up. And instead of being shot, the perceived enemy took me home for a bubble bath, a cup of peppermint tea and a fruit platter.
I don't feel the war is won, but I do feel I am no longer at war with myself.
Here's to the power of surrender.
Indigo Kate x