Digging Up Dirt. Mental Dirt, That Is.
In an effort to figure out why I eat the way I do and use food as a comfort tool, I have started to go to a counselor. For me, this step is just as important – if not more so – as eating right and exercising. It’s also the hardest process. I like my dirt nice and buried, thank you very much.
It might be nice, though, to have a clean mind for a while.
Good for you!! The mental part of it is HUGE. And scary. And life changing. And awesome. And I’m always in favor of women taking care of themselves! 🙂 I like my dirt nice and buried (love the analogy) but once you dig it up you can throw it away (if need be) and move on. LOVE THIS.
Ellie~Thanks so much for coming by. And I am *so* glad you think I’ll be able to get rid of the dirt once it’s been gone over. Forcing myself to be completely honest is hard, yo!
Digging up dirt was the best thing I ever did for myself. Seriously.
(Mental dirt. Not literal dirt. I don’t touch literal dirt.)
Bridget~I’m not much for literal dirt either. Or mental dirt, it seems.