Reading this account of what you went through made my heart ache. I could see and feel so vividly the downward spiral. I wanted to tell the judgmental voice to “shut the fuck up, cuz you don’t know the beautifully amazing person I know.”
And damn you for bringing up and posting photos of your delicious meringue dessert while we are slogging through a food deprived death march, aka the 10-day cleanse!
I am relieved that although this post is full of all the bad feels, that it is also a signpost for how far you’ve come. Love you and your writing.
Such a beautifully vulnerable piece of writing, dear Lara -- the feelings really tugged at my heart strings, because I know these kinds of moments so well...where (especially in a big-ish group) people start listening to you and then sort of stop because something else happens and you're left in mid-sentence with suddenly no-one listening...and it starts a kind of shame/self-beratement spiral. Your writing brought me into the moment so clearly that I was experiencing the feelings with you. Brava, beauty.
So many feels reading this one. Sending you a great big hug and words that I tell myself often—it’s ok to not be ok. A wonderful read about what anxiety really feels like.
Reading this account of what you went through made my heart ache. I could see and feel so vividly the downward spiral. I wanted to tell the judgmental voice to “shut the fuck up, cuz you don’t know the beautifully amazing person I know.”
And damn you for bringing up and posting photos of your delicious meringue dessert while we are slogging through a food deprived death march, aka the 10-day cleanse!
I am relieved that although this post is full of all the bad feels, that it is also a signpost for how far you’ve come. Love you and your writing.
Oh Pat, thank you so much. For so much. Not the least of which marching along side me for the next 9 days #WaterIsNotASnack
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Just a quick note to let you know we’re out here. Reading. Feeling the pain along with you Lara. Xox
Oh Kerry thank you so much <3 That really means a lot to me.
Such a beautifully vulnerable piece of writing, dear Lara -- the feelings really tugged at my heart strings, because I know these kinds of moments so well...where (especially in a big-ish group) people start listening to you and then sort of stop because something else happens and you're left in mid-sentence with suddenly no-one listening...and it starts a kind of shame/self-beratement spiral. Your writing brought me into the moment so clearly that I was experiencing the feelings with you. Brava, beauty.
Oh Julie thank you so much for reading, your kind words, and letting me know it resonated for you. It means so much to me ❤️
So many feels reading this one. Sending you a great big hug and words that I tell myself often—it’s ok to not be ok. A wonderful read about what anxiety really feels like.
Thank you so much my friend ❤️
Sending support and hoping for you to come out so much better after this time of reflection and work.
Thank you so much ❤️