Self Image & Respect
Mike Church
Registrant
I thought I would share something with everyone. It happened last night at the Fitness Club I joined on January 3 last.
I remeber telling everyone that the only thing that was truly my creation when I was a teenager was the body that I had created and that I was very proud of it. I think that it played a prominant part in my abuse and subsequent life on the street. I was not particularly handsome but I had the body that the kind of clients I serviced wanted to control.
All my life since that period I have fluctuated between being overweight or skinny; suffered continuously from binge eating and puking. Joined AA when I was 36 and so on and so on.
Well I screwed up my courage and joined this club. Terrified of being in the Showers after a workout. Clothes off amongst men meant only one thing. But nothing happened and I relaxed about it.
Anyway last night I was really being pushed by the trainer and we were working on my upper body. There was one machine that I wasd using that totally amazed him at the weight I was moving. After that particluar session was over he told me to strip off my tee shirt and look in the mirrow. I was scared to death but snapped into the hotwired situation of being forced to undress. Then he said; "Look at yourself in the Mirror". I guess that I have never really looked hard at myself or if I did I manufactured what I saw. Jonathon (the trainer) said "What you have accomplished in 2 1/2 months is truly amazing. Another guy came over and asked me how old I was. I told him and he was totally surprised.
The I really looked at the image and I could acutally see that young hard body of so long ago starting to reappear. A more mature one but one that I can start to feel good about again. It is now my mission in to get this body of mine in as defined a shape as is possible for a 62year old
What I am trying to say is that my intitial hot wired response of taking off my shirt as a prelude to something else that I dreaded became a revelation to me at something that I had accomplished.
What a profound effect it has had on me. I am actually proud of something I am doing that is totally for me. Wow.Wow.Wow.
When I got home Nicole (my wife) noticed that I was on a high so I told her what had happened. Shh said that I had good reason to be proud becuase she herself had noticed the change in my body but had not mentioned it for fear of triggering something in me. I grabbed her and hugged her.
I think the key to many of us is to find something that is truly unique to each of us and go at it in a purely selfish way. That is to say. I am doing this for me and me alone. I dont care what it is. It should be something creative that you have a bent towards.
I have read some beautiful poetry here and some profound writings. And I can tell they come from the heart. Every one of us is creative in some manner and we should pursue it together with healing.
Every time I get in a downward spiral I just work all the harder at the club. I did not know what I was doing. But I think I do now.
Subconsciously I was saying to myself. Screw it I am gonna get this done and it is for me. I have read somewhere that about 90% of what we do and how we react comes from the subconscious. I gotta believe it because of all the triggers and flashbacks and depressions I get into. And it has paid off for me.
I believe that from now on, no matter what has happened to me in the past, I will be able to suceed because I am suceeding in recreating the one thing that was totally mine. ME.ME.ME. and I am going to let ME feel good about myself.
I remeber telling everyone that the only thing that was truly my creation when I was a teenager was the body that I had created and that I was very proud of it. I think that it played a prominant part in my abuse and subsequent life on the street. I was not particularly handsome but I had the body that the kind of clients I serviced wanted to control.
All my life since that period I have fluctuated between being overweight or skinny; suffered continuously from binge eating and puking. Joined AA when I was 36 and so on and so on.
Well I screwed up my courage and joined this club. Terrified of being in the Showers after a workout. Clothes off amongst men meant only one thing. But nothing happened and I relaxed about it.
Anyway last night I was really being pushed by the trainer and we were working on my upper body. There was one machine that I wasd using that totally amazed him at the weight I was moving. After that particluar session was over he told me to strip off my tee shirt and look in the mirrow. I was scared to death but snapped into the hotwired situation of being forced to undress. Then he said; "Look at yourself in the Mirror". I guess that I have never really looked hard at myself or if I did I manufactured what I saw. Jonathon (the trainer) said "What you have accomplished in 2 1/2 months is truly amazing. Another guy came over and asked me how old I was. I told him and he was totally surprised.
The I really looked at the image and I could acutally see that young hard body of so long ago starting to reappear. A more mature one but one that I can start to feel good about again. It is now my mission in to get this body of mine in as defined a shape as is possible for a 62year old
What I am trying to say is that my intitial hot wired response of taking off my shirt as a prelude to something else that I dreaded became a revelation to me at something that I had accomplished.
What a profound effect it has had on me. I am actually proud of something I am doing that is totally for me. Wow.Wow.Wow.
When I got home Nicole (my wife) noticed that I was on a high so I told her what had happened. Shh said that I had good reason to be proud becuase she herself had noticed the change in my body but had not mentioned it for fear of triggering something in me. I grabbed her and hugged her.
I think the key to many of us is to find something that is truly unique to each of us and go at it in a purely selfish way. That is to say. I am doing this for me and me alone. I dont care what it is. It should be something creative that you have a bent towards.
I have read some beautiful poetry here and some profound writings. And I can tell they come from the heart. Every one of us is creative in some manner and we should pursue it together with healing.
Every time I get in a downward spiral I just work all the harder at the club. I did not know what I was doing. But I think I do now.
Subconsciously I was saying to myself. Screw it I am gonna get this done and it is for me. I have read somewhere that about 90% of what we do and how we react comes from the subconscious. I gotta believe it because of all the triggers and flashbacks and depressions I get into. And it has paid off for me.
I believe that from now on, no matter what has happened to me in the past, I will be able to suceed because I am suceeding in recreating the one thing that was totally mine. ME.ME.ME. and I am going to let ME feel good about myself.