This says it all.
This is kinda helpful, too.
Letting go does not mean forgetting. It does not mean pretending things never happened. It does not mean that the past is erased.
I also think that I let my eating disorder have what little confidence I had. I hid behind it with a plethora of excuses for avoiding the "normal" life experiences that one has as they move through their teen years, their high school years, their college years....
I have been (trying to) participate in another blog project, which was actually the impetus for this blog in the first place. Weekly prompts (of which I am rather far behind) have addressed all sorts of topics, similar to the June blogger challenge.
As it would so happen, I wrote about forgiveness back in March. Here's a link to that post. Not a whole lot has changed in my world of forgiveness. My therapist and I still discuss the topic of self-hatred/self-care pretty regularly. I'd say I'm an inch closer than where I was back in March? Maybe?
The person I really need to forgive is myself. I am a pretty mean person when it comes to self-talk. Try as I might, when it comes down to it, I'm not my biggest fan. I am working on that, though. It isn't helpful when I spend my day verbally attacking myself. The reality of it is that I too, am doing the best that I can with what I have. Thankfully, I'm working on changing the way I treat myself, and it is so not easy. As much as I wish my therapist had a magic wand and could *poof* make nicer thoughts come out of my brain, she can't. What she can do is help me learn to be more kind and compassionate toward myself. And that seems like it's going to take more than forgiveness. It's going to take a miracle.