Psychotherapy

rememberinghowtobe

I misread the signals earlier. I thought I might be so painfully tight stomached that it was hunger, low blood sugar level. But again it was the mind talking, not the body. The mind also told me it was because I was tired, I should go to bed. Echos of the past with my parents. If I asked my stomach what it really felt – was it tired? No, it was in pain, it needed love. I instead thought eggs on oat cakes would solve the twisting nature of it. 

And of course that’s what so many of us do I think, it’s at least what I have done for years. Either thought about it and decided it must because of hunger, or thought that food was a good way to throw away the troubling times and get into goodness. 

It doesn’t work like that anymore. The goodness isn’t there…

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