So as part of NaBloPoMo’s Risk theme for March, there’s the option to participate in the daily prompts.
Once I saw today’s prompt I knew I wanted to share this with you guys. The prompt was,
Name a time when a risk you took paid off.
I’ve said it before- I like routine and the ‘usual‘ and I’m not one to usually take risks. Although I’m not your frequent risk taker, I’ve taken the odd risk every now and again. Training in BodyStep and BodyAttack, starting this blog, beginning weight training and the occasional kitchen risk (with both good and bad outcomes mind you ha).
But probably the most life changing risk to date would be when I first decided I had enough of my disordered eating habits and to start recovery. It’s probably been a year or so that I really committed to changing my ways. Honestly, it’s the hardest thing I have done but it’s a risk that definitely paid off.
How is it a risk? If only I had the time to type out the issues, pain and tears I went through in recovery- and still go through. It’s gotten easier and will continue to, but will probably always affect me in some way (even in the utmost minor sense).
I was giving up my way of life. I had been like that for so long I didn’t know any different. It took over me and I no longer was myself. I was the ED. I risked relapsing, gaining weight, hating myself, loosing control, eating sugar and all that stuff.
But you know what. I’d do it again, because it was absolutely worth it.
It’s bloody hard I won’t lie but it’s worth every pain wrenching second (don’t get me wrong, it’s not all bad though).
I wasn’t living. I was absorbed by something and became someone different.
I now have a better relationship with Simon, my parents, family and friends. I am more in touch with my body now, and am growing to appreciate and love it more and more.
But really all I need to say is I’m alive and I am living life.
Could I say I was doing those things before I took the risk? …. It’d be hard to prove.
Tell me when a risk has paid off for you?