Friday, June 13, 2014

In the Waiting

This has been a tough week for me. I have come full-circle on one of the most difficult years of my life. This time last year, I was pregnant for the second time...and in a few days we would lose that baby too. We had lost our first baby just 9 months earlier. We would try again several times with the help of fertility drugs and IUI (artificial insemination) before deciding to take a break at the end of November last year. We were emotionally and physically spent. I had nothing left in me to keep trying, and felt God telling us to rest a while and regain some strength. Our fertility doctor wanted us to consider IVF (in-vitro fertilization), but after much prayer and discussion decided that wasn't right for us. We looked into adoption agencies and talked to adoptive parents...but that wasn't right for us at the time either. And so we waited...and waited...and waited some more. Still, God told us to rest. This winter, I felt myself slipping into depression. The deadness and darkness of winter overcame me. I withdrew from everything...from people, from my music, from my career...and sat day after day crying out "why??" I didn't want to face my problems. I didn't want to face my fears. I would much rather sit in the dark and not deal with anything. I certainly didn't want to hear what God had to say. I was angry, I was depressed, I wanted Him to solve all my problems NOW or leave me alone.

When spring came, I felt the fog start to lift and, like the buds on the trees beginning to emerge, I felt myself start to come back to life. I could feel my lungs breathing in a new kind of air. It was fresh, full of life and possibilities. I began to eat right and exercise again. I got a new haircut and a pedicure.  I was starting to feel small glimpses of my former self come back to life. I was starting to feel good about myself again.

As I was pulling out of the funk that I had been in for months, I started listening to God more. I always thought I had listened, but I realized I had been listening like a teenager listens to her parents. My answers were more like "sure, ok God. Whatever you say," as I ran out the door to do something completely different. It wasn't so much that I was being defiant, it was more that I only heard what I wanted to hear. My mother calls it "selective hearing" (she claims my father has had this since the day they married. haha!). I have recently started listening more...really listening. I realized that I was doing things that God didn't intend for me to do. I was on a career path that He had not intended for me, at least not at this time in my life. And so I did a complete 180 and am now on a completely different path...but the right path. And it feels so good, so right. THIS is what God has intended for me!

This winter, my husband and I decided to give ourselves until June to make any further decisions about having a baby. We needed to focus on ourselves for awhile. I needed to focus on my health, specifically. June has come, and God is still saying WAIT. I don't know why, but He is. I know I'm getting older, and in 6 months I'll be at that magic age of 35 when the fertility world starts to panic. I'll have all sorts of labels plastered on me that make me high risk (but after two miscarriages, I probably have that label anyway). But, God wants us to wait just a little while longer. I'm not gonna lie - it is HARD! But I know that we are getting there. We are doing things now that will give us a better chance of having a baby later. My spontaneous personality is having a lot of trouble with that. I want all my wants and needs fulfilled NOW, not later! But we will get there. We still have hope. We know God always fulfills his promises, and we know that, in some way or another, we will be parents.

God is starting to reveal little things to us, and we know we have many decisions to make over the summer about many things. Not only do we have baby-making decisions to make, but we have career, house, financial, and other decisions to make. We have been in a period of waiting for a very long time...but we feel the time for action drawing nearer. Little by little, God is revealing to us our next course of action. We are trying to be obedient and do what He has called us to do. We know we won't have to wait forever, even when sometimes it feels that way.


And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose. -Romans 8:28

Friday, June 6, 2014

On the Road to Recovery - Mary's Story

Struggles. We all have them. Everyone struggles with SOMETHING. No one is perfect, no one has it all together despite what they may portray to the rest of the world. Everyone has an inner struggle that they are so desperately trying to overcome.

Let me tell you about my friend Mary. I met Mary about 4 years ago at my former church. The first time I saw Mary, before we even said one word to each other, I knew we had something in common. You see, Mary is not what we would consider a "normal" size. She isn't even what most would consider "fairly large." Mary is extremely obese. So large in fact, that her life is in danger. Her body is failing her, her organs are straining to support her, and she is on borrowed time. The moment I first saw her my heart ached for her, because I knew her struggle. I knew that deep down something was troubling her, and her inner struggle was showing on her outside. That morning, I prayed that God would connect me to Mary somehow. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to help her. But I didn't know how, and I certainly didn't want to offend her by approaching a very delicate subject. So I waited, and eventually Mary ended up coming to our community group, and our friendship began.

I haven't written about my struggle with my weight on this blog. Five years ago I weighed 374 pounds. I was miserable. I couldn't walk very far, and I could barely make it up one flight of steps without gasping for air. In August 2009 I had Lap Band surgery and my life began to change. I lost 162 pounds, and with that regained my life (and in the process got married to the love of my life!). I remember the night I made the decision to change my life. It was Christmas Eve 2008. I had thoroughly enjoyed my Christmas Eve...and by thoroughly enjoy I mean I was stuffed so full I could barely move. I felt sick. By then I had been researching weight loss surgeries for over a year, but was determined I was going to lose the weight by myself. I didn't want to be "one of those people" who needed surgery to lose weight. But that Christmas Eve, it became very clear to me that I needed to do something drastic or I was not going to live a very long life. The tears started to fall as I realized how sick I really was, and how much I needed help. In that moment, I decided I was going to have the Lap Band surgery. I cried myself to sleep that night. It was one of the lowest points in my life.

As I began the process to have the surgery, and following my surgery, I had to face many demons. I physically could not overeat anymore, so I was forced to deal with my struggles in other ways. I talked to counselors and went to Overeaters Anonymous, and finally began to piece my life back together. It was a brutal process, but it was a necessary one.

Eating disorders are scary. We talk often about anorexia and bulimia, which are very serious life-threatening diseases...but we rarely talk about compulsive overeating and food addiction. We brush off overweight people as lazy and tell them that they just need to eat less and exercise. Sometimes this is the case...but in my friend Mary's case, and in my case, it is far from it. My friend Mary and I suffer from an eating disorder. One that most of the medical community does not even recognize as a real disorder. It is just as serious and life-threatening as anorexia or bulimia. If someone can starve themselves because of a mental illness, why is it so difficult for us to believe that someone can do the opposite? Why must we belittle overweight people and brush off their obesity as just eating too much? My friends, compulsive overeating/food addiction is not really about the food. Let me give you a little glimpse into my (and my friend Mary's) life:

-An anorexic/bulimic has a distorted body image. They see themselves as fat, when in reality they are extremely thin. A compulsive overeater/food addict also has a distorted body image. They see themselves as thin when in reality they are extremely obese.

-An anorexic/bulimic starves themselves or vomits as a coping mechanism. A compulsive overeater/food addict copes by eating more (and almost always unhealthy) food.

-A bulimic can't stop themselves from throwing up food. A compulsive overeater cannot stop themselves from eating.

-An alcoholic is addicted to alcohol. Even one sip will trigger an alcoholic into relapse. A food addict is addicted to food (almost always multiple foods, or even just food in general). Even one bite of a certain food will send them into relapse. I once ate one cupcake that sent me into a 4-month relapse. ONE CUPCAKE.

You see where I'm going with this. This is not just having an inkling towards candy bars or emotional eating when you have a bad day. This is a serious mental illness. I have been in recovery from compulsive overeating and food addiction for 5 years. I have relapsed multiple times. I have gained weight and lost weight. I am currently not at my lowest weight in the last 5 years because of multiple relapses due to the tremendous stress I've been under with infertility and miscarriage. But I'll get there, and I'll be ok. But it is a struggle every single day. Every meal, every hour I have to make conscious decisions about what I am going to eat. I have to be more careful than most people because, if I am not careful, even the tiniest bite of something can send me into a full-out relapse and I will be back where I started. I have an eating disorder. It is a mental illness, and one which most of the world does not understand.

I did not mean to make this blog entry all about me, but I wanted to give you all some insight into what daily life is like for me and my friend Mary. Now, back to Mary. As I got to know Mary, I learned more about her. She is an incredible person. When I met her, she was homeless and jobless. She now has her own apartment and has a career as a freelance artist and graphic designer. Despite her success as an artist, she still struggles to make ends meet. But because of her size and condition, she cannot work a full-time job. It is not because she does not want to, it's because she is physically unable. She runs tech for her church and blesses more people than I can count with her talents. She is a very humble person, and she has a heart of gold. She would do anything for anybody. She has traveled a rough road and has overcome more than most of us will in an entire lifetime. But what amazes me the most about Mary is her humbleness and incredible generosity.

Now, after Mary has helped so many people, it is our turn to help her. Mary's condition is far worse than mine (and mine is/was pretty bad!). She needs help, and she has taken a huge step to get that help. In a couple weeks Mary will be heading down to a treatment center for eating disorders in Florida. She does not know how long she will be there...it could be 3 months, it could be longer. She is being sent to the Florida center instead of the one here in Pennsylvania because her condition is so severe. It is scary for her, but she knows this is where she needs to be. At this center she will receive intensive inpatient treatment for her eating disorder and, God-willing, learn how to live a life free from compulsive overeating and food addiction.

While this center is going to give her the best possible chance to have a long, healthy life, it also comes with a price. A price that Mary cannot pay on her own. It is expensive, even for someone like me who has an average middle-class income. Mary has reached out to ask for money to help her on this journey, which I know was extremely hard for her to do. If you feel it in your heart to help this amazing woman, please click on the link below to access her fundraising page. Every little bit helps, and every dollar gets her closer to recovery. Please consider a donation. If you cannot give money, please pray for her on this journey. She will not have access to internet while she is there, but one of her friends has created a Facebook page for her and will be updating it while Mary is at the center. I will leave that link below also so you can follow her road to recovery.

I know this was a long entry, and if you have read this far - thank you! As Christians we are called to help one another, and this particular situation has been weighing very heavy on my heart. Mary is a beautiful person, inside and out. She has a long journey ahead of her, and I cannot wait for the day when her body is healthy again and can support her stunning inner beauty and her gorgeous soul. :-)


Mary "before." Can't wait to see the "after!"

Donate to support Mary's journey here:
http://www.gofundme.com/HalfMySize


Follow Mary's journey here:
https://www.facebook.com/HalfMySizeMary