When I share this little fact with them, they almost laugh with total surprise and disbelief...
I grew up in a home that was far from ordinary. My friends jokingly referred to it as Willy Wonka’s factory on crack. My mailbox was shaped like a big pink heart; there was purple trim around the outside of the house; every post on the walkway to my front door and every cabinet in the kitchen was a different pastel color.
But, today I want to share with you an insight that I have gained from having been on my own weight loss healing journey.
It was this one simple distinction, which really helped me to change how I felt about my disempowering and struggling relationship with my weight.