Yesterday I wrote a little about my relationship with food. When I read it back, I was a little embarrassed. I thought about erasing it and starting over. My relationship with food and my weight are one area of my life where I have a lot of shame.
Through writing, and especially through blogging, I am learning to reveal myself. There is the temptation to only reveal those parts of myself that are wise and kind and beautiful, to leave the ugly parts buried where no one can see them.
The ugly parts are the ones that most need to be revealed. Shame is binding. Like a mutant plant with tendrils that wrap around us and limit our movement it thrives in darkness. The only way to kill it is to shine a light on it.
The shame is not a indication that we should hide but a call to speak out.
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