When I started this wellness journey it was confusing. Not only were the symptoms confusing but also the point of all of this. Why?
Like any frustration there were the tantrums – why cannot I eat chocolate? There was denial – a little bit of champagne won’t hurt. The need to get it sorted – to ‘figure this out’ – to get better. But at the end of the day there was still dinner to contend with.
Then I tried something radical. Radical acceptance in fact. I stopped trying to not have this illness. That is not to say that I still don’t feel that way but those feelings no longer define me. It takes a lot of energy to resist what has already happened and it is pointless.
Acceptance is not surrender to the illness but surrender to the full possibility of my life