Grant Me the Wisdom…

Basically, God, grant me the wisdom to remember that I am not you. Fr. James Martin, SJ

Wise words I should repeat every day, especially at work.



These wise words came right on time. I returned to work this past Monday after a week’s sick leave for severe vertigo. I have been blessed to be generally healthy during my 47 years. I have had very few hospital stays, and my emergency room visits were due to family members. This is only the second time that I was admitted to emergency (the first was for precaution after a car accident). The whole event was a traumatic experience that left me questioning every part of my life. 

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Red Velvet Cake and Iyanla: Dealing with My Emotional Wounds

A wound needs air in order to heal. We must talk about and expose those things which have hurt or harmed us in some way. Our wounds need nurturing care in order to heal. If we are to nurture and heal, we must admit that the wounds exist. We must carefully do what is necessary to help ourselves feel better. Iyanla Vanzant

Last weekend was a Red Velvet Cake weekend, two slices to be exact (counted as lunch each day). Those two slices looked so good, I didn’t even hesitate when I put the plastic carton into my basket. I have walked past the bakery section (right next to the produce section) many times. I have passed brownies, cookies, and other types of cake. Last weekend was different. The slices were “calling my name.” 

In reality, I let my emotional pain influence part of my decision last weekend. When I think about it, the issue wasn’t the cake. The issue was about my wounds that have not healed. I had been an emotional eater in the past, especially in high school. This was familiar territory. 

After years of therapy to manage my depression, I now realize when my food and drink choices are based on my emotions. That awareness has made me look deeper. 

I saw Ms. Iyanla Vanzant’s quote in my Facebook feed, and it made sense. I have wounds that I haven’t let heal. Most recently I have had my second failed marriage (I married too young and for the wrong reasons the first time) and two close friendships that ended. All three have left open wounds I need to heal. 

As much as I try to say that I am ok and have moved on, I haven’t. I have tears that won’t fall. I have expectations and goals that have vanished. Her quote reminds me again that I need to explore the pain and my role in the circumstances that led to that pain. I was taught to not cry after the age of 9 (“You’re a big girl, stop crying.”). It took years of therapy to learn how to cry again. 

Slice of Red Velvet CakeSurviving with depression has made me more aware of stressful triggers in my life. I have wanted to cry and grieve for awhile.  Ms. Vanzant’s words helped me to realize it was time. Without that awareness, it would have been all about the red velvet cake.

 

Note: If you are struggling with depression and emotional eating, please seek help. You are not “crazy,” and there are people who can help you to regain your mental health. It was the best decision I have ever made. 

 

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