I HELP WOMEN END DIETING FOREVER, UNLOCK THEIR INNER BADASS, GET STRONG & LOVE THEIR BODIES (FOR REAL).
"But the most important thing Rachel taught me is how to love myself."
-SCR Client, Maria
It wasn't the cheese board itself that brought upon this moment, though that was phenomenal. It was the fact that for most of my life, I had spent so much time thinking about my body, or what someone else was thinking about my body (which they probably weren't at all.), that I hadn't ever just lived.
The night before the movie released and I couldn't take it anymore, I was a volcano about to erupt and I broke up with my then boyfriend. It was a long time coming, but I had to do it because it just wasn't right anymore. It had nothing to do with the release of the movie, just a woman who was tired of being a ghost in her own body.
You know when you're in the depths of your feelings and everything just feels so hard? Maybe your relationship just ended and you feel like you'll never find someone else again. Or, you're feeling so upset in your body and like you're never ever going to make the changes that you want to.
I called my girlfriend and told her that I was going home. She knew this was coming, she knew the whole time, but I think she was afraid to say it. Because if she said it, she knew that I would have agreed and probably gone home sooner. She left work and came home and upon her arrival she begged me to stay. I knew her heart was breaking, and mine was too as I said no. I had to go home. Sometimes I wonder if it’s harder to love me, knowing that Cooper will always come first. How hard this must be for my partners, and particularly how hard this was for her. She knew me as ‘Rachel in New York’ not, ‘Rachel the Mom’. I don’t blame her for begging me to stay. I remember crying and as she asked ‘why?’ and all I could say was that I had to. I couldn’t explain it in a way that would have made her heart hurt less. But my heart also hurt, resenting her ask of me.
On my way home I started to cry at this stoplight, and as I looked to my right, I saw the wedding chapel that I got married at almost 6 years ago. Tears turned into laughter, which turned into joy.
Maybe now you've finally taken the plunge and have said yes to intuitive eating, or maybe you're just dipping your toes in the idea of it. First, I'm proud of you babe. This is no easy feat when the rest of the world is telling you to do something different.
But maybe, you're feeling a bit stuck. You're open to the idea of it all, but you're getting lost or frustrated in some areas that are new to you and you don't know how to navigate it all? I get it.
Let's put your freak out to a halt and get through these hard parts, below are 3 different situations that I frequently help my clients work through.
I first realized that I didn't feel normal around food when there were grapes served before dinner as a snack and I was too afraid to eat them because I thought they had too many carbs.
I remember thinking this doesn't feel right, no one else is worried about carbs, but I am.
I kept having more moments like this, where I saw friends and family be so normal around food meanwhile food was consuming my every thought. Things like...
When my middle school gym teacher slapped my butt, I felt shocked and confused. I hadn’t yet felt fearing a man, or questioning his motives. So even though there was a part of me that knew this was wrong, I also didn't know if I was suppose to say anything to anyone. Was his gesture playful or wrong?
The idea of self love is really confusing, right? Like somehow you're suppose to go from the depths of self hate into some fairytale-ish love affair by simply taking a bath with an $8 lush bath bomb, and a $50 mani?
Past holidays looked a little like this...
Wake up, don't eat.
I did this because I wanted to be hungry for the big meal later that day, making sure I 'had enough room'.