A friend shared this blog post today and I found myself almost in tears reading it. It brings me so much sadness to think others have been through the hurt and pain that I have experienced. However, it also brings me great comfort to know that I’m not alone. There’s nothing wrong with me, it now being 6 or 7 years post-exhole, for still being in the process of ‘getting over it’. The emotional damage is so deep that it carries on in forms and channels that aren’t always obvious. And it takes a lot of self-work and exploration to fully understand how deeply impacted you have been by emotional devastation like that. My self-esteem has never recovered and it’s something I struggle with on a daily basis. And it’s reflected, I believe, in my weight.
A journey and a battle, and one that’s far from over.