So many times with depression I see uncertainty of a path crippling the person into not walking at all. The first steps through the uncertainty is the hardest – it’s like slogging through waist deep Colorado snow.
To hate or denigrate our family is to hate on ourselves which has the unanticipated effect of lowering our self-confidence, creating a perception of unworthiness, and promoting illness. When we loathe our blood family for the traumas they have inflicted, we also cast ourselves out and loathe ourselves because our flesh and bones come from them. They are a part of us.
Are you overeating or choosing foods that are really rich when your life is lacking richness? Are you bored and stuck in a rut and food is replacing that need for adventure, joy, doing something new, exploration?