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Luminita D. Saviuc | Purpose Fairy
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“Life has something planned for you far greater then you can ever imagine” As Louise Hay and Cheryl Richardson say. This thought alone helped me get through the darkest times in my life.
When I was 27 I thought I knew it all. I thought that acquiring money, status, having the perfect body, would make me love myself and I would feel valuable… But no matter how many thousands of dollars I made in one day, or how cut my abs were, or how many times I was on TV it was never enough.
I had always suffered from this belief “I am not enough” “I am unlovable” There is something wrong with me” and it was the driving force behind everything I did until it destroyed everything I was and had.
From a young age I started dieting because I thought I was fat. In my teens I became obsessed with physical perfection as the answer to the void of my authentic self-love. I spent my life pursuing happiness in an image, a dollar value, and an external distraction.
With this, I built a million dollar fitness business, sculpted out my “perfect body” was on TV all the time and was the expert personal trainer and health and fitness specialist in my city… and I was miserable inside. My passion for health and fitness became boring, my passion for helping others flat-lined. My joy for life and business turned into resentment, as I had never dealt with the truth inside of me. That I had never loved myself, I didn’t know who I was, and I was still that scared little girl who wasn’t enough.
This foundation for my existence is what tore everything apart. I started drinking heavily to anesthetize the pain of my lack of self worth and slowly I lost it all. My business fell apart, my relationship, my sanity, my health, and all of my money and everything I had that gave me value was taken. All of my deep seated fears of not being enough, that I was ugly, stupid, and a loser became real, and I was left to face the glaring truth of who I was.