Something I’ve become overtly aware of is the lack of connection I have felt within my body. I am actively shifting that because I’ve learned first hand the less attention I give my body, the less connection I feel overall.
It starts with a craving, a little voice telling you to reach for something more. You've finished your meal, no signs of hunger but you start feeling snacky. You open the fridge grab some fruit..nope, not satisfied. You move to the cupboard, its got to be salty you are after, you grab the half eaten bag of chips, better polish it off. You know whats great with salty? Something sweet! Back to the freezer, ice creams calling.
There's a time I'm not proud of, a time I let my weight on a scale determine my happiness. I took any problem I had, and related it to the way I looked. I held back my career, I lost friends and relationships and put life on pause. Putting myself out there in the world was uncomfortable, but the truth is I was extremely uncomfortable in my body.
I believe our obsession over fixing our bodies, is our biggest form of procrastination.