AN INVITATION TO TAKE UP SPACE
Many of our clients - with, and without eating disorders/disordered eating - worry that they are a 'burden', 'too much' or 'take up too much space'. It's an experience we hear a lot and an experience we work through with many clients who experience this.
These feelings can take on many guises: social anxiety; body image; eating disorders and more.
Imagine living life feeling you are 'too much', a 'burden' or that you 'take up too much space'? Imagine how difficult life must be; imagine the impact and consequences of feeling like that and seeing yourself in that way?
The little poem below comes from someone who writes about 'taking up space' and being proud of doing so. The motivational and inspirational poem below is by Annabelle Blythe and is called 'An Invitation to Take Up Space'. We hope you like it as much as we do.
Best wishes,
Alexandra
Talking EDs: Eating Disorder Support Service Scotland
Glasgow Anxiety and Depression Counselling Services
Glasgow Therapy Rooms
M.H. Well
www.eatingdisorderscotland.co.uk
www.glasgowanxietydepression.co.uk
www.glasgowtherapyrooms.co.uk
www.glasgowanxietydepression.co.uk
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** AN INVITATION TO TAKE UP SPACE **
By Annabelle Blythe
I take up space
For all the children
Who have been made to feel small
Be it by peers or parents.
I invite you
To prove them wrong.
I take up space
For the women
Who are not given access
To education
To freedom
To a voice.
For you, I speak my truth.
I take up space
For all the teenagers
Who want to not be seen
Cowering
Afraid of their own light.
I urge you
To own your fire.
I take up space
For the men and women
Too afraid to say no
living overflowing lives
with no room left
to chase what they love.
I take up space
for the victims
of sexual assault
as it is easy to move forward in fear
to follow the urge to disappear.
I beg of you
Allow yourself to be seen.
I take up space
for those who are demonized
for whom they choose to love.
Love knows only of intertwined souls
And beating hearts
Everything else is irrelevant.
I take up space
for the ones with quivering lips
fear in their chest
afraid of undressing their souls.
Be brave, sweet ones.
I take up space
for the ones who have tried on so many masks
that they have forgotten
who they really are.
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