Today a situation at work plugged me in.
I was struggling to do my best with the situation and found myself thinking these thoughts:
I can’t get a friggin’ break.
I’m not the right woman for the job.
This is too hard.
They don’t trust me.
This is wearing me out.
They don’t respect me.
When I stepped away for a break and discovered the above thoughts that were leaving me agitated, irritated and wound up, I realized that remarkably I did not have any desire for food. Not a single craving.
In fact, I was utterly clear that food was the antithesis of what I needed. I knew that food had no business being involved with what was going on. If I was to get any relief, I knew I had some Thought Work to do.
Normally, this kind of tailspin would have sent me to the vending machines or straight into the box of See’s Candies that had arrived earlier that day – a gift from a vendor.
But here’s what I finally knew for sure…
There was no sugary, sweet, delectable morsel that could make this better.
There was no How to Overcome Thinking They Don’t Trust Me Cupcake that I could eat.
There was no This Will Make Me Feel That I’m the Right Woman for the Job Cookie that I could find.
There was no They Don’t Respect Me, and That’s Okay Pie that I might ingest that would make me feel better.
There was no one pound box of This Will Make What I Think is Hard a Lot Easier Chocolates that I could devour.
There was nothing I could buy from the vending machine that could possibly compensate for thinking “I can’t get a friggin’ break.”
So I had not one, single inkling of a craving for any morsel of food.
Hunger was not the problem. Therefore, food was not the solution.
Thinking painful thoughts was my issue.
So until they sell This is Too Hard, My Ass! Candy Bars, Thought Work is my answer.