I don't know about you, but I have a love/hate relationship with social media. While I think it can be an excellent platform for connecting people and businesses, it can also be misleading. When you scroll through your newsfeed, you are inundated with the highlight reel of everyone's life. You see the vacations, the celebrations, the new jobs, cars, homes, etc. the list goes on. But what you don't see are the trials and tribulations of their lives. Me included!
In the course of the last ten days, I have had the opportunity to experience something life-changing. Our church held what is called Life Transformation School. What happened to me during those ten days was nothing short of life transformational. While some of what I experienced is exceptionally personal, I do what to share some of my story.
This particular story started four years ago when we moved to Springfield, MO. I felt that God was telling me that I needed to clean up my health and wellness. I had already started doing a few things before this. But it was just really on my heart to start eating clean and to find a routine in working out.
I jumped feet first (pardon the pun) into training for a half marathon. It was the Go Girl half marathon, and I joined a training group at the local run club. I found great joy and satisfaction in training and completing the half marathon. However, I hadn't lost any weight.
Fast forward a few months, and I discovered the Whole30. I loved the idea of eating whole foods and removing the sugar from my diet. The Whole30 was the beginning of my journey to clean eating. The Whole30 opened my mind to what I was putting into my body and how it was affecting me. I was the girl who at one time, told her friend that French Vanilla CoffeeMate creamer and Honey Nut Cheerios would always be a part of her life. I am here today to tell you that I can’t remember that last time I had Honey Nut Cheerios and now I drink my coffee with a bit of half and half.
At the end of the Whole30, I felt great, but I looked the same. At this point, the frustration started setting in. I decided that I would work with a nutrition coach. I did this three times over the next year and a half with absolutely no results. I can’t even tell you how frustrated I was at this point. In that year and a half, I went to the doctor several times for blood work looking for some answer to explain the madness that was happening with my body. I learned that I was perfectly normal.
I’m not sure that words can adequately express how all of this made me feel. The physical appearance of my body was taking its emotional toll on me. I was broken and felt betrayed by my body. I felt sad and angry at the same time. I was embarrassed and ashamed. These emotions plagued me, and I couldn't shake them.
What was supposed to be a journey to health, eating right, feeling good, and exercising, had become a standard of performance that I couldn't achieve. This had become my identity, and my self-esteem suffered because of it. The way that I felt about myself was effecting me deep in my core.
In the last ten days, I've learned that the same One that created the heavens and the earth created me. I have learned that He made me uniquely me. He made me in His image. I am worthy of love and goodness, just as I am. I don't have to subscribe to society’s performance standard of being and looking a certain way. I know that I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
You might be asking, “Why is she telling me this?”
Sister, I am telling you this because this story, my story, bears the scars of valleys treaded, victories won, and lessons learned. My story of the trials and tribulations I’ve faced in my journey to health is for someone else today. Someone out there is struggling in the journey to health, and when they read my story, they are going to say, "Me too!"
It is time to stop showing the world your highlight reel and share your story so that others can connect with you beautifully and authentically.
There are two benefits to sharing your story.
1) Me Too! When you are willing to share your story, you give someone else the gift of freedom. Freedom from the lie that has strangled her for years thinking she was the only one. Your story speaks to someone else's struggle.
2) Empowers you and empowers others to share their story. When you share your story, it empowers you to share it more, and it gives others permission to share theirs.
It takes courage to share your story. When you do, it means letting go of a carefully crafted image of the person you believe yourself to be.
Show the world an unedited version of an imperfect person who every day wakes up and gives it her best.
Who will you share your story with?
If you would love to learn how to share your story I would love to help you. Send me a DM and let's set up a time to chat.
Make today amazing!