This Big Girls Battle

“I wear pain on my hips…”What does that even mean ? It’s about me and my struggle with body image issues and weight for most of my life. My whole life has been a diet yo-yo. We all have our silent struggles and the ways we deal them. It just so happens my way of “dealing” with things showed up on my hips. And thighs. And my butt. And my boobs and belly. My way to self soothe was with food. I am certainly an emotional eater.

Happy? Eat.

Sad? Eat.

Stressed? Eat.

Bored? Eat.

Celebration? Eat… but a whole lot more cuz it’s a CELEBRATION!

It’s still a battle. I just have better weapons and am more prepared to fight. I’ve been gathering tools and strategy for years now. I didn’t realize that’s what I’ve been doing. I am thankful for all I’ve learned.

I’m still learning.

Still growing.

The biggest thing I’ve learned : I thought my battle was with food. It wasn’t. It was with myself. My head & heart have been healing. I had to get “behind the fat” so to speak… Figure out WHY I’m stuck and struggling. That’s where the hard work is. As I’ve healed from the inside out the body has just followed.

When I look at pics of myself from a few years ago , or even 20 years ago I feel sad for that girl. Not because of my size. I see her pain and I want to hug her. I may not have taken good care of her head and heart back then, I most certainly am taking care of her/me now. I want to tell her that she is so worth loving. I want to tell her that “being loved” must start with her learning how to love herself …once she does that she can let others in. What does that even look like though? To “love yourself”… It’s just muffled words and a beautiful cliche until you actually begin walking out your journey of healing. Then you experience for yourself what it means to choose to love yourself. Loving yourself looks like setting healthy boundaries- mentally, physically and emotionally. I had no idea how to do that.

I struggled with so many self image issues. A lot of that came from trauma that I experienced during childhood and into my young adult years. It took me years to find my way. I’ve tried this thing or that to “lose weight”. I’ve done fad diets (the chicken broth & cayenne pepper one was a doozy) I’ve taken medication. I have restricted myself. I have been way too easy on myself and made excuses for my behavior. I have justified in my mind why I eat (& drink) the way that I do. This was much more of an issue when I was working nights. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that it’s easy to work nights and not want to graze because you’re tired… it’s an added challenge for sure!

I did have the bariatric sleeve surgery in 2018. For me, It was like hitting a reset button. I’m so glad I did it. But surgery only gets you so far. YOU MUST work on you. You must change habits, otherwise you’ll be right back where you were. And with added guilt because you took extreme measures to lose and now your back where you started. I’ve lived that.

People have recently asked me “Girl! What are you doing to lose weight? Tell me your secret!” My weight loss is not from doing ONE thing, per se. It’s a mix of settling in my mind that I HAVE TO change and DO different if I want to BE different. It’s been finding the right fit with a great program that works for me.

In all honesty, sticking with ANY program will help. You do need to find what works best with and for you… but you MUST stick to it. You must change HOW you “do food”. I wasn’t looking for a “quick fix” diet. I wanted a lifestyle of health. I’ve participated in some great programs. Years ago, Medical Weight Loss Solutions radically helped me and taught me so much (thank you Hannah!!)

This year, I focused on working on my “habits of health” and I participated in the Optavia plan (I love it) and I have very recently done a juice cleanse / detox (Squeezed) THAT was amazing.

Above ALLLLL else , I have been working on my head & my heart for YEARS. Lots of inner healing has happened for me. Changing my very unhealthy relationship with food and changing my mindset too. THAT is where the hard work is, really. See, It’s not about what I CAN’T DO or CAN’T HAVE… but about choosing what’s best for my body, my health and my future. I choose life. I am still working on repairing this body of mine. I have hurt her many times over the years. I’ve hated her because she was saggy & baggy, instead of celebrating what this vessel has done for me! This body has endured so much hurt. This body has brought 3 beautiful children into the world (I came by these saggy boobs honest!) When I began to see this body from a place of thankfulness and love everything changed!

Beautiful one, if you are just beginning your journey of health for the first or hundredth time let me encourage you to keep going! To change your mind from CANT’S to CAN. To love you enough to invest in your future by investing in your health NOW! You can do it. I believe in you and I’m cheering you on❤️

Remember.

“What you have to remember is what you become to survive is not always who you really are” ~ Jm Storm
I’m in a place of remembering. Or at least trying to remember….
Who and what I was before being a mom. A divorced mom. A divorced mom with adult responsibilities.
Who was that wild and reckless and fearless girl who foolishly embraced life…Before life happened ? Can she ever be found?

Co-Dependent? Psssh

🥺🤯🤯

I do so resonate with this post by Tanya Markul.

I went to an incredible group several years ago, Celebrate Recovery (CR) @celebraterecoveryofficial

I learned so much from them.

I started going because

I thought emotional eating & drinking to much were my problems.

They were just symptoms of much bigger issues. Much deeper pain. It was there I learned what being

“co-dependent” really meant.

The word is kind of tricky: I always thought being a co- dependent meant I relied on someone else. I thought “Naw… I got this. I don’t need anyone. I work. Pay my bills. Do my thing. All by myself”

It was at CR I learned that being

co-dependent meant you work waaay harder on OTHER peoples issues than they do themselves. I was like 😲🤯🤯🤯

It was like being smacked in the face.

With a brick.

That had been me my whole life!

Under the guise of “caring and helping”.

Don’t get me wrong, I genuinely DO care for people. And I love to help others.

But I was CONSUMED with needing to help others. And most times I put more effort into trying to help them improve their self or situation than they did in that moment. Helping made me happy. It made me feel like I was worthwhile. And sadly some people take advantage of that kind of person. And I blindly still went to the far corners of the earth for them, even when they wouldn’t so much as get up off the couch for themselves (so to speak).

I didn’t know it was unhealthy.

I didn’t know I was crumbling inside.

I had no idea how to set boundaries or even what they were! And it wreaked havoc on my mind🤯my soul ❤️and my marriage👩‍❤️‍👨

I had to UNLEARN so much after my divorce almost 6 years ago.

And this was one of those things. I had to learn that it was OK to put me first (I didn’t even know what that looked like!) I thought being burned out, always putting my kids first & running on E made me a good mom/ good person. I had to learn to set healthy boundaries(like saying “no” to someone instead of rearranging my whole life to accommodate them) or being able to say “I feel….(fill in the blank) when you do or say that”

I had to learn what it looks like to truly help someone. And that sometimes stepping back from them IS helping them.

(I know it helped me when those in my life that love me deeply stepped back when I was at the height of self destruction a few years ago.)

I still miss the mark.

I still get tangled up inside when I don’t feel like I’m “doing” enough. I still get off track. I still sometimes don’t speak up when I feel hurt. Or scared. Or wronged.

BUT! My “something isn’t right” meter inside of me goes off the charts when I feel something is off. Even if I don’t know WHAT it is.I’m learning how to look for what’s off,make it right and get back on track. Growth & healing are a process.

We don’t just “become” one day.

We see things in us that aren’t the best they could be & we get an opportunity to fix or change it. And it takes time.

One day you’ll look back and be like “OH! I don’t even recognize the me I was then.”

And you will have grace and compassion for the you you were. Keep going and keep growing, my darlings.It ain’t easy but it’s so worth it. YOU are worth it, whether you believe that or not.

Xoxo

Sab

Do the things.

I’ve wanted to go see this tree for 15 years or so.
It’s the Angel Oak Tree. It’s beautiful.
I had always hoped my ex would take me on a surprise trip to Charleston. I mentioned it only about 1,000x when we were married.
It never happened.
And I was all weepy for a while about that. It was one of the things that would come up as I grieved and processed my divorce. However, very recently I had an epiphany… I DON’T HAVE TO WAIT ON SOMEONE TO TAKE ME TO THE TREE… 🌳
I can get in the car and drive there myself! (After planning and budgeting it, of course)
Which is what i will do. This year.
I say all that to say :
QUIT WAITING ON OTHERS TO MAKE YOU HAPPY‼️‼️
Get up and get going.
YOU manage you.

👉🏼This is not meant to be a dig at my ex.
More at myself for giving someone else control over my feelings.
So this year: go see the things you wanna see.
Take the trips… with or without someone.
CHOOSE YOUR HAPPY, darlings 😃
Xoxo

((Written Jan 2020. My plan was to go on my own… then Coronapocalypse happened and the whole world shut down. Today, May 1 2021 I went to see the tree. It’s magnificent. It was an emotional moment and I shed some tears and let some things go. I look forward to many more adventures in this life))

Angel Oak Tree

#choosehappy #goseethetree

#takethetrip #dothethings #charleston #johnsisland #angeloaktree #thisbiggirlsbattle #mymosaiclife #healing #tohealiwrite #sabrinadenise

A lesson from Snapchat

Snapchat.

My kids turned me on to it. It really is a fun little thing.

The filters can be silly & whimsical or sometimes scary and weird!

They make us have perfectly smooth skin and even brighten our eyes and lengthen our eyelashes.

Tonight I found this one.

The butterflies around my head reminded me I truly am a NEW Creation.

The smile one my face is that of remembering that He calls me lovely, beautiful one🦋

His beloved.

I’ve quoted that in the past.

Haven’t lots of us ? We spout out Christianese “God loves me just as I am” “God is good all the time “ or “too blessed to be stressed”

I’m not implying those phrases are wrong or untrue. Not at all!

I just think sometimes we forget that He truly DOES love us. Just as we are. Right where we are- whether we have it all together or we are in the middle of our mess.

He really IS good – even if it doesn’t seem that way in our painful moments.

We say those phrases mindlessly sometimes. I know i have.

I challenge you to THINK of what your saying. Be confident in it! In Him.

I am finding a place of healing in my journey that I’m so sooo grateful for. I’m thankful that my brokenness hasn’t scared Him away. I’m thankful that He makes beautiful things out of dust …a wonderful mosaic masterpiece cuz, baby, I’m a mess.

But my beautiful Savior is mending my wounded soul.

He is reminding me who I was as a child, innocently seeking Him. He is re-igniting dreams that I had thought I was disqualified from.

Divorced mom: that is my new normal.

Child of God : that hasn’t changed and I’m in passionate pursuit of Him. I desire to walk in the fullness of all that He has for me as I’m on my Purpose Path. I desire to stay hidden in the center of His will. So thanks, Snapchat, for these butterflies and reminding me there is Hope. And that’s a beautiful thing

Written May 24, 2018

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This is me.

We ALL have our silent struggles. And some not so silent.

You know, those things we tuck away and hope no one sees.

Ohhhh but darling, those things we keep hidden & buried inside will eventually eat away wt our soul and sanity.

Things are NOT always what they seem. We are so quick to see our flaws but what is it about yourself can you CELEBRATE??!! What is GOOD about you?

You are loved, beautiful one. Whether it feels that way in this moment or not. Don’t you DARE forget that ❤️

I’m gonna be real & vulnerable for a moment … ok?

The words below were penned April 2018 (and the picture was taken then too)

I wanted to share an insight into me. My mind. Everyone sees the happy, fun, care free Sab … they don’t see the daily self worth struggle. The strangling force of clinical depression or how I’m trying to live authentically and function daily. So take a peek inside… This is me.

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This is what failure looks like.

It’s what depression & anxiety looks like.

It’s what ADHD looks like.

This is what struggling with alcohol abuse & other life’s issues looks like.

This is what divorce (x2 ) looks like.

This is what grief & sadness looks like.

This is what chronic back pain looks like.

This is what lonely looks like.

It’s what being in debt looks like.

This is what fear & worry of messing up as a mom looks like.

This is what messy & scattered looks like.

It’s what 40 looks like!

This is what no college degree looks like.

This is what being tired constantly looks like.

This is what forcing happy & confidence looks like.

This is what ‘not sure if I can take one more step looks like’

BUT….

This is also what LOVE looks like.

It’s what a proud momma of 3 looks like.

It’s what getting up & trying again…

and again …

and again looks like.

This is what a hard worker looks like.

This is what a great listener looks like.

This is what a sister, daughter & best friend looks like.

This is what a words girl looks like.

This is what kind & loyal looks like.

It’s what compassion & being an empath looks like.

This is what a ministry school grad looks like.

It’s what a healer looks like.

This is what a foster mom & spiritual mom looks like.

This is what a preacher/teacher/encourager/& motivator looks like.

It’s what a smile that lights up a room looks like.

This is what 325lbs of FREAKING AWESOME looks like!! (yep, I said my weight)

And it’s not because of ME or who I am and what I’ve done or not done.

It’s because of WHOSE I am.

I’m a beautiful, beloved daughter of God. I am loved wholly … right here and now … in the middle of my mess; whether I feel like it or not!

Don’t get me wrong, there is plenty about me I still don’t like.

However, instead of focusing on my flaws I’m trying something new…

I’m focusing on what I do WELL.

I’ll work on the messes. I’ll lose the weight. I’ll come out of this fire stronger than before .

I REFUSE to give up on me.

I’m worth fighting for and fight I will!

And darling, hear me loud and clear …. so are YOU! You are so worth loving. You are worth fighting for… so fight for yourself.

I love you. I see you. I hear you. I AM you.

I believe in you & I believe in me too. Let’s keep going.

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Written April 2018

Becoming.

“Becoming the me I was meant to be” this is the phrase that dropped into my spirit tonite.

I was laying on my tummy – stretched across my bed and I had that thought.

So I captured my pic in THIS moment.

Today.

June 24, 2018.

9 pm-ish

Perhaps your reading this on a different day – that’s okay!

(Insert your date/time for your moment of revelation)

The significance to THIS moment and that statement is journaled as follows:

So, I’m just sitting here in this moment .

In my room.

Which is in my parents basement.

Yeah, I’m 40 and I’m back at home (post-divorce).

My kids are with their dad this week. I’m finally not feeling sad about that (“that” being my kids not being here with me)

I’m just here.

Cleaning.

Doing laundry.

Praying.

Listening to some good preaching via YouTube and it hits me:

THIS is how you become who your meant to be.

In these moments of the seemingly mundane.

Doing life daily.

Without complaint.

Talking to your Creator.

Re-setting your mind.

It’s not one BIG thing … it’s lots of little things.

Minuscule pieces of your life that over time make you who you are. So how you invest in these moments is WHO you become. Invest wisely.

#becomingme #ropeofhope #thisbiggirlsbattle #beloved #moments #divorcedmom #momof3 #mymosaiclife #sabrinadenise #apeekinsidemymind #wordsgirl #whoareyou #igwriter #postdivorce #thereispurposeinyourpain #purpose #investing

Live

The bottom line is he doesn’t want you

Not like you wanted him to

Needed him to

He siphoned life from your soul and left a carcass

“Will these bones live”? Oh God! Only you know

What I do know is this :

It will take Your breath, God, to resurrect me

Your words to calm the chaos in me

Your touch to heal my shattered heart

My prayer is cliche but sincere “Let me be better, not bitter”

Daily I have to choose to forgive

Sometimes me

Most times him

Often more than once

And sometimes I just splash around in nostalgia, regret and pain as if it were a pool

But I’m always left cold

Empty

It hurts to breathe

And sometimes quite frankly , it hurts to live

But live I must

If not for me for my 3

So I CHOOSE life

– Sabrina.

8/9/17