She’d had enough, she’d finally hit rock bottom and felt like giving up. For the first time, the thought of continuing on with her goal seemed more painful than letting it go. It wasn’t that she hadn’t tried, it wasn’t that she hadn’t given it her very best shot. In fact, it was the opposite. Day after day, night after night she’d persisted. The days had now turned into weeks, the weeks into months and now the months had turned into years. She was tired, her spirit was low and the ache in her heart grew stronger every day.
She’d lost count of the times she wished she was someone else and not the person trapped inside a body she didn’t like. The body she hated seeing a reflection of, the body that struggled to keep up with the torment it was being put through, the body that refused to change into something she could be proud of.
She remembered the early days when she was hopeful, sure that if she just did what they told her, then one day, one glorious day, her dream would come true. Now though, all the struggle, the courage, the denial had just left her a shell of who she used to be. How ironic she thought, that even though she had never felt emptier her whole life, she still felt as if she’d greedily devoured the entire contents of the supermarket judging by the weight that she’d put on. In fact, with each diet, she felt emptier and emptier and yet, with each passing month she’d gain weight. Except for the beginning that is, oh those were such sweet days. Full of hope and anticipation at the sheer joy and the thought of finally being able to wear whatever she liked! She’d secretly imagined, the days she would spend at the beach in her little yellow bikini, the nights out late at the Christmas parties or a friend’s social gathering where she would finally feel like the belle of the ball. But disappointment was a cloak she got used to wearing as the months went on because hope deflated and reappeared as a dream snatching monster.
In the last few months a new thought had begun to push its way into her mind. At first, she refused to listen to it, dismissed it even. She was a strong woman; she was determined and she had believed that persistence would surely lead her to her goal. She was prepared for when the road became rocky, she was ready to face her demons head on but what she hadn’t prepared for was what would happen if she found out that, all along, she’d been on the wrong road? But the thought refused to go away and grew louder and louder until one morning when she was feeling so low and so helpless that she heard it clearly. For the first time, she actually stopped all the noise and let in the silent voice that had been trying to get her attention. ‘Change direction’ it said, firstly just in a faint whisper, then it said it again and again until, even though another soul would not have heard it, it felt like it was been announced from the hilltops, or that’s how it felt to her. As the words began to sink into her very being, her heart began to flutter. What was that feeling, she thought and stopped to truly let in the emotion it created inside her. Then, after a while, the mysterious pieces fitted together and she knew exactly what she was feeling, a feeling she hadn’t felt in years, it was HOPE! Hope for the future, hope for the change in her life that she was looking for and hope that things would finally work out this time!!
With the silent words, came not only hope but sheer and utter determination to change. She now not only knew she was on the wrong road but, more powerful than that was the courage the voice had given her to actually take a leap of faith. It was just a matter of time before she would leave her old life allowing her to welcome in the new stranger that was knocking at her door. He may be unknown to her now she thought but that would change as familiarity would inevitably bring them closer together as happens in all relationships. She also knew without a doubt that her diet had to go and that her new best friend was and always had been her! With this new found zest, she courageously took the first step to a new life and began reading the first chapter of The Anti-Diet Lifestyle by Sherry Taylor.
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