Beating Ana by Shannon Cutts

Faith versus trust

Faith. This is not a subject I am ordinarily disposed to write much about, for the sheer fact that I don’t understand it.

Trust. This is a practice I have struggled with rather continually across my lifespan thus far, and from both the receiving and the giving end.

Now, this may strike you (and certainly strikes me) as odd, given that my life to date has included recovering from a 15-year battle with anorexia and bulimia, living in India for six months, quitting my highly-paid corporate job to move to India, traveling through fifteen countries in Europe, writing a book, getting it published, executive producing three CDs of original music, and starting the world’s first eating disorders mentoring community.

Hearing all of this, not knowing it was my own life that was being described, I suspect I might be thinking, “Wow – this person sure must have a lot of faith!”

“Or at least a lot of trust.”

Nope.

The difference between "like" and "love"

There are days when I don’t like myself much.

But it is a rare day – these days at least – when I fall out of love with myself as well.

“Like” vs. “Love” – it is a topic we might expect to read about in a dating book, or a book on codependency, or even as a coda to the Golden Rule.

But we seldom consider the impact our understanding of semantics has on our relationship with ourselves.

Some days, I think yucky things.

Some days, I even do yucky things.

Some days I am feeling better than others, more secure than others, more well-equipped than others, and on those days I am naturally inclined to be kind, generous, forgiving, complimentary, fair.

On other days, well….let’s just say I have my moments.

Just like everybody else.