Silent Scream: I cannot wait to rip off my wedding rings

These rings have been stuck upon my finger for a very long time and are a constant reminder of my struggles.

I sit around and think about how amazing it would be to hand them back to the jeweler.

Every single time I look down at my finger and see my rings on there, it drives me insane.

I absolutely cannot wait to rip off my wedding rings, so I can FINALLY take them in to get properly cleaned! I have tried to use baking soda with lemon, window cleaner, brushing it with an old toothbrush under hot running water, everything. Also, even when I can get it to look decent, there is no hiding the fatty skin that surrounds my ring. It acts as though it is some form of bustier for my overweight finger.

No, I am not fat shaming myself or anyone else. No, I am not saying that beauty comes in one size. Though, I will not beat around the bush and pretend that I am happy with what I see in my reflection or trust myself to be able to run for ten minutes straight through an airport with my broken suitcase in hand because my friends and I are running late and our names are being called over the intercom. Also, that I would not feel like I am about to pass out and die once I finally make it to my seat and apologize to a stranger for smelling like a sausage left out in the sun to roast, again. Yes, this indeed happened and I surely will never forget it.

This past summer I lost a total of 20 pounds and have kept it off since. I then went on a trip to Florida with my friends to celebrate a fun bachelorette weekend for our dear friend Lilian, where I was the one who was kindly but strongly urged to sit in front with Every. Single. Uber driver. Though, according to my best friend, I “handled it well.” I took it with a grain of salt because this was just my reality at the time and I got to sit comfortably near the air-vents, hey girl heyyyy! 

Once, a woman from church just assumed that I did not like vegetables and told my husband that he should convince me to try them because I “got bigger, but [I] still look okay, [I am] still pretty.” Well, at least I am still pretty right? Vegetables? What in the world are those things? (eye-roll + side laughing/crying emoji here)

Side-note: Trust me, I am laughing about this. I am in my season of acceptance. I am able to speak about these things because I am ready to tackle them, please understand that. Perhaps you are fighting this battle alongside me and need others to understand that you are not whining or asking for sympathy. Also, get this, WE ARE ALSO NOT LAZY! (insert grizzly bear growl here)

Can we be real for a moment?

Even though we say things do not bother us, they do. When we say that looks do not matter, we pretty much still think they do. Also, usually when we try and convince ourselves that something is not a problem, it is. — That is why we are discussing it in the first place!

Sympathy really is not what most people are in search for in my opinion, just a genuine understanding and some loving concern, without the added condescending advice.

This is my season towards wellness, and this is my pig-in-a-blanket, ring finger. I have my very own reasons for being where I am today. It has all been said and done, and this is me moving forward.

It is now all about the growth mindset, and everything opposite of learned helplessness.

  • Even if you are not ready to speak, write down your thoughts and reflect upon them.
  • Even if you do not step outside, I hope you at least open your blinds.
  • Even if you do not leave your couch, I hope you at least think about what you will do tomorrow.
  • Even if you do not leave your home, I hope you shower or bathe yourself and enjoy a hot meal.

Stay curious, keep reaching and seek out your next move. This was my way of giving you some honest encouragement, do with it as you wish. Just as long as you keep wishing!

I will keep you all posted on my weight loss journey, and I hope you will be there to celebrate with me when I am finally able to take my rings off and get them sparkly clean!

Please share your stories with me, I would love to hear them. Let’s find acceptance and share some laughs!

Love always, Ashley.

Silent Scream: It is okay to be a little “extra” about things. Treat yourself!

Hello all, I hope you enjoyed your week!

Here’s a question: Does it matter what a cup looks like as long as the contents inside it are safe, tasty and satisfying?

  • Perhaps you said yes because you are questioning its size or cleanliness, or maybe you are worried the cup may have an undesired image printed on it.
  • Or perhaps, you said no. Simply because you are thirsty and it will not kill you.

Why am I questioning you, or maybe even making you thirsty?

Well, I wanted to remind you that being a little “extra” is not always a bad thing. To demonstrate my point, I will show you what my sister and I did to surprise my parents with a little home makeover. (Scroll down to see the results if you wanna skip ahead.) I am not here to toot my own horn, my point is to remind you what a little extra tender love and care can do. My sweet parents came here from Laos where they grew up poor and lived very practically. If there was anything thrown out by anyone else but still functional, you better bet it found its way into our home! My childhood home was not decorated like the homes of my friends, and my birthday parties were not the most aesthetically pleasing, but I still technically had everything I ever needed. (Thank you Mom and Dad)

Why be extra?

Here’s some more self-reflection:

Think about the last party you attended. Did the cups match? How about the decor, was there a noticeable theme?

Let’s go even further and think about less scheduled settings, like your own set of cups you use to serve your guests. Do you serve nice drinks to your guests in reusable yellow Dickey’s BBQ plastic cups, or maybe one from Fuzzy’s Tacos? Oh I sure do hope not. If so, I hope they are the people you consider family.

Why should this matter? What difference does it make? Let’s go beyond cups and think about greater things like our homes, our physical bodies and the way we treat ourselves and others.

Here are 5 reasons why I believe the extra effort matters:

  1. It keeps life interesting and sets the mood. Redundant things feel more important.
  2. Life suddenly feels a little less chaotic and things seem put together.
  3. It creates an environment that is more exciting and inviting.
  4. It makes me feel more confident and inspires me to be more daring.
  5. Because, why the heck not?!

Had enough self-reflection and ready to see the difference some effort makes after something sits untouched for 10+ years?

Below, you will find the results of the home makeover my sister, my husband and I gave my parents. I am not saying my Mom and Dad are slobs or careless beings, they are simply two hard-working people who gave their children the world and simply did the least for themselves. You will see the green paint, I once purposely choose for our living room way back when I was still living there during my middle school days. [ Remember when tan walls were the thing? ] You will see how years and years of useless items pile up. But what you may not see is how much better my parents feel about themselves when they return home from a tiring day at work and how confident they are about inviting their friends over now.

Before:

After:

This is how we spent our past weekend. Of course, my parents would not have allowed us to do this if they had known. This is the result of months of planning and piling things up secretly at my house. We also bought new things for other parts of their home but these are the main rooms that were transformed the most.

Where did we do our shopping?

Lowes, Ross, Michaels, Home Goods, Tuesday Morning, Kirklands, Target and Walmart.

Why the obnoxious demonstration?

BECAUSE WE DESERVE TO TREAT OURSELVES!

  • Go ahead and organize that little pile of paper that sits upon your workspace.
  • Align your shoes.
  • Leave funny post-its for your friends at work or at home.
  • Open the blinds and windows and let the light shine in.
  • Go for a walk down that one path you always thought about trying.
  • Go buy yourself some fresh pairs of matching socks.
  • Get a hair-cut.
  • Get your nails done.
  • Take a long hot bath.
  • Purchase a new couch pillow.
  • Get some new clothes.
  • Purchase a new gadget.
  • Shamelessly eat a pint of ice-cream.
  • Try a new restaurant, or try something different on the menu.
  • Try a new hairstyle.
  • Remodel your own home, start with a little tiny space at a time.

Whatever you do, do it for yourself. Allow a few more silly things to matter, it is okay and it is more important than we choose for it to be! It is wonderful that you love others, but do not dare leave yourself behind.

Love always,

Ashley.

Silent Scream: “Oh great, I have gained too much weight.”

Have you heard of the Ketogenic Diet? Well, it is a way of eating that I have come to know very well. It has helped me lose a total of 16 pounds so far this summer! I may, or may not have gained a few back… but let’s just stay on the bright side here.

It was not until I got a horrible ear infection that I went to see a doctor, just for him to nicely point the conversation in the direction of…. my weight at the time. [ Dun, dun, chicken-fried thunder thighs ] Suddenly, I was being spoken to like someone who was no longer human or a person who has never been healthy. Ugh, my ear ache was not the only thing making me nauseous. I died inside.

But, it was the kick in the butt that I needed.

Life happened. Food happened. Lack of motivation and lack of time took its evil toll on me. Then, a friend at church was getting noticeably thinner and I HAD to know what he was doing. He mentioned this diet and how it was “high in fat,” and I thought to myself— this guy is crazy, is he kidding me? Once I got home, I began my research and decided that I was going to give this a shot, and long nights of reading articles and watching YouTube videos were born.

I could sit here and break down this diet and define it for you but I have decided not to. Because I believe that we are all built differently and are on different paths in our lives. What works for me, might not work for you. What I think is attractive might not ruffle your feathers. You may already know about this diet and do not agree with it. That is totally understandable and if you strongly believe it is not the way to go, please let me know why. Regardless, I wish you the best on your journey, whatever situation you are in.

Here are some struggles (silent screams) that taunt me. Maybe you agree with some of these or know someone who might currently be haunted by these.

Top 5 annoyances (loud whispers) that came with my weight gain:

  1. The fitting room became my enemy.
  2. I thought cardigans were my best friend, even when it was super hot outside.
  3. I no longer could find a comfortable bra. Ironically, I found sports bras fit the best.
  4. People treated me differently.
  5. I started to doubt myself more often.

Reasons why these 5 things no longer bring me down:

  1. (The fitting room became my enemy.) So what the clothes do not fit, “like they used to!” Let’s go find some that do. I am still beautiful, worthy and capable of looking fabulous. It is not my fault that these clothes were not made for my body type. I am a work in progress, and I should respect myself enough to accept the skin I am in. Confidence is welcomed and admired, listening to someone constantly talk about why they are ugly, is just a bummer. (Apologies to everyone who had to listen to me ramble on and on.)
  2. (I thought cardigans were my best friend, even when it was super hot outside.) How silly of me, really. I was making myself suffer because I was letting the world tell me that my arms were too flabby and unworthy of fresh air. Sweaty armpits do not feel or smell good, stop doing that to yourself!
  3. (I no longer could find a comfortable bra. Ironically, I found sports bras fit the best.) Hey, at least you are not being poked by a painful underwire and are ready for a workout at any moment. Do not sweat it, or do. Are other women like you or heavier set, just letting things hang out? Go ask them where they shop, they are thinking and feeling human beings just like you. Stop shaming yourself. **Really though, I am looking for bras, help a sister out.
  4. (People treat me differently.) Okay listen, everyone is fighting a battle within themselves. Sometimes they may use you to build themselves up but do not take it personally. We all have an idea of who or what we want to be like. Do you want to be a judgemental or a close-minded person? No? Then do not return the hate, or allow yourself to receive it! Treat yourself, and walk away with a clear conscience. [ insert hair flip here ]
  5. (I started to doubt myself more often.) At the end of the day, a happy person is more desirable to be around. Do not rob yourself or others of experiences because you feel less than. The people in your life love you and want to enjoy their time with you, not the you that is ashamed of yourself. So start going to bed feeling grateful for living your life, not wishing that you had chosen to do so.

My hopes are that these silent screams will be heard and openly discussed. I know that I kept these thoughts to myself and it only allowed me to add more negative thoughts to the pile until I stopped trying to love myself. Also, I was ashamed that I did not ever consider these things until I got into this situation. It stung a little when I thought about how rude or insensitively hurtful I had been towards others in the past. Well, never again. [Shame on me that I did not see it sooner.]

Tonight, I want to leave you with a recipe I have put together. It is Keto-friendly and also gluten-free. Trust me, it is NOT one of those things that just looks good and tastes disgusting in real life. Try it, or share it with someone who might enjoy it. Whether you choose to or not, I just want to encourage you to be kind to yourself and love the skin you are in today.

Berry-licious Pie with a Coconut flour Crust

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Filling
2 lbs strawberries, blueberries
1/2 cup erithrytol sweetener (I used this one,
Erythritol Granules by Anthony’s)

3 oz sugar-free strawberry jello mix
1 cup water
Crust
1/2 cup butter (I used unsalted Kerrygold butter)
2 eggs
1/4 cup erithrytol sweetener
1/4 teaspoon salt
3/4 cup coconut flour (sifted)
Procedure
1. Combine crust ingredients, roll into a ball and flatten it upon the pan. Bake at 350 for 12 mins. Set aside to cool.
2. Bring the water and erithrytol sweetener to a boil in a pot, turn off the heat then pour in the jello mix and stir until it all comes together.
3. Slice the strawberries however you like and place them on the crust, along with the blueberries. Pour the mixture over the berries within the crust, cover it and put it in the fridge to set for 4 hours. Enjoy! Add whipped cream and/or ice-cream if you wish!

Hope I brought some relevant screams to life, if you have any thoughts to share, please continue the conversation! Thank you for reading.

Love, Ashley.