I’ve dropped 70 pounds in the last year. Great, right? You bet! But…the more fit I became, the more I ran. And with my really, really flat feet, turns out that running wasn’t a good idea. I was diagnosed with peroneal tendonosis. Translation: the tendons on the outside of my foot are enlarged and it hurts to walk. Chronic thing. Not horrible. And I can take the boot off to drive and sleep. I’ve been applying oils and doing therapy and it is definitely improving, but it is going to take a little while before I am fully recovered.
But God is using this circumstance as a metaphor and teach me about myself and my sexual abuse recovery.
Thought I would pass a few things I’ve learned over the next few days.
I have flat feet. Fact. Flat. No Arch. None. So, I may not be able to run as much as I originally was planning. Because of the unique circumstances of my flat feet, I need to find other options for working out.
I have been sexually abused. Fact. Sexually Abused. Violated. Hurt. So, I may not be able to handle certain things in my life as originally planned. Because of the unique circumstances of my sexual abuse, I need to find other methods for handling my unique situation. I scare easily so don’t go to scary movies. Sometimes, my husband will screen a movie before I see it because he knows what I can handle. Just something I have to do.