1. Why I don’t get Star Struck!
When I was in my twenties, I had the privilege of doing public relations for an area school district. One of the events I would coordinate was an annual celebrity auction to fundraise for the schools. Although I learned very quickly while interacting with stars and their agents many were very down to earth and just simple plain Jane’s. Yes, there are Diva’s out there and men who are pain in the rumps to work with but for the most part, celebrities are just like us and I don’t get the whole star struck thing. It puzzles me!
A little something many don’t know about me is that I grew up with an eating disorder. I wasn’t bulimic and I didn't have anorexia. I had what is called a binge-eating disorder. I didn’t talk about this for years. In fact, I never fessed up to it until recently when I watched someone in my family I love so much, struggle with the same thing and deny and deny and deny that there was a problem. WRONG!!!!!! First, I was angry about the denial and dealing with all the domino effects going on health wise in their life.
Finally, something amazing happened! I confessed my testimony of my own binge eating struggles and how I too through almost all of my life lived with binging two, three, sometimes four times a week. I explained how I went through the struggles of never feeling full and thinking I needed to fuel my emotions through food. I shared how it was not until my thirties that I learned for the first time in my life what it felt like to be full versus stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey! That’s right. I knew no other way of being full except to feel stuffed. Once I learned the difference and learned how to truly eat healthy through a lifestyle change, I never wanted to feel that way again.
The two of us are not out of the clear. We never will be. It is about taking life one day at a time and being aware of the choices we have with food consumption. One day, I hope the two of us can share our stories together with others and help them to live a better lifestyle through better eating habits and be an advocate against eating disorders.
It’s kind of hard to relate to the opposite sex when you didn’t have one around to learn from. What I mean is I was raised in a home with five sisters and my mom. Yes, five ladies full of drama and PMS and not one brother to play ball with. Guess who was the tom boy in the house? You guessed it, me! My parents divorced when I was eight and moved far apart from each other so my time spent with my dad was short and far between.
This left trying to understand relationships a bit challenging at times. I aso was not raised in a home where I was taught religion. What I learned of it was from my friends and their families. My faith came much later on in life. I struggled with opposite sex relationships for most of my life. I found it was much easier to give up and walk away than to try to understand that taboo word “communicate” or “commitment”, never the less the words “through good times and bad”. I mean, what the heck was that?
It was through my own struggles that I finally seen the common one thing in each of the broken relationships….ME! It took some time and learning about me and my own personal struggles to identify that I needed to understand how to relate to opposite sex. I can’t tell you how thankful I am that I have finally learned to stop becoming annoyed at the differences I have with a partner and have learned to talk about it. The “me” years ago would have built a wall up and stopped talking to the point that I became so sick of that person, I just finally told that person it was over and to get out of my life. Yes, I really did do that! Today, I have my best friend in my life and while we both have learned to build a life together, we also both have learned to build a life where we respect each other’s differences but yet continue to support each other with them.
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