Italian Breakfast Omelette
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 2 garlic cloves, minced
- 1/4 sweet onion, diced
- 1 meatless Italian sausage, sliced into rounds
- 1/3 cup snap peas
- 1 cup broccoli florets
- 1/2 teaspoon dried basil
- 1/4 teaspoon dried oregano
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- dash of pepper
- red pepper flakes, to taste (optional)
- 4 eggs
- 1/4 cup parmesan cheese, shredded
- Marinara sauce
- Heat a pan over medium - low heat with olive oil, garlic, onion, meatless sausage, snap peas, broccoli florets, basil, oregano, salt, pepper and red pepper flakes. Sauté for 7 to 10 minutes, stirring occasionally.
- While the veggies are sautéing, crack your eggs into a large bowl or cup and add in your parmesan cheese. Use a fork or a whisk to beat the eggs, and mix in cheese.
- Pour your eggs and cheese into the skillet and cook until the eggs are cooked to your preferred doneness. (Around 7-10 minutes.)
- Slide or slice your omelette onto a plate and serve with some marinara sauce.
- EAT UP.
I have debated back and forth on whether or not to write about this. Partially because it’s a sensitive subject that is hard for me to wrap my words around, and partially because I don’t want the outside world to look in on me and worry. So let me start with this preface : I am fine, I am loved, and I am working to be whole each and every day. Nothing I write about in this post is currently affecting my life. But it might be affecting yours, so therefore I must write about it.
I want to talk about the intricate ways in which significant others affect our personal journey to health and happiness. All of these things I will talk about can be attributed to friendships as well, but I think there is a more poignant impact that happens when we talk about significant others specifically. The things I want to talk about will matter a lot more if you are a person who has struggled or is struggling with negative body image and/or a negative relationship to food.
My struggle with food and body negativity has been an up and down journey, that I have written a good bit about. But one of the aspects I haven’t talked much about is the fact that I was in a relationship during some of the lowest parts of my journey. This person is a good person. This person is a person who loved me very much. And also this person was a great hindrance in my journey. This person had no idea how to love someone with body image issues.
I was 19 and in love for the first time and on my own and figuring out how to fit in the world. I found a boy who loved me, and also inadvertently taught me to be codependent. I needed his approval. So when he told me he liked me in a certain dress or top that made me look “small,” I clung to those words. I fought to get that approval more often. I cut my calorie intake down to 1280 calories a day, exactly. And I exercised obsessively. I was terribly unhappy with myself, but I was being validated by the boy who loved me. Even his family would comment on how good and small I looked during this time. It wasn’t just my body that was shrinking during this time, it was my soul.
But I didn’t see it. I didn’t see how tangled he was in my journey. I couldn’t see that his counting fat calories told me that I needed to second guess everything that went into my mouth. I couldn’t see that his compliments were confines disguised as love.
Again, this person has no idea of the effect his words and actions had on my life. He entered into the relationship as purely as I did. But it wasn’t healthy. It was love, but it wasn’t a healthy love. There is a difference.
And I suppose I share all of this to say: if you are or have been in a relationship like this – you aren’t alone. And I’m here also to say that there are other kinds of love in the world. There is the love you can find for yourself – the kind that will allow you to stand in the mirror and see a friend. This kind of love will allow you to look past your physical body, and see and mind and a soul that is beautiful. Develop that. Fall in love with yourself.
And I also suppose I will say that it is possible to find someone who will also fall in love with the mind and the soul you develop. There are people who will happily share an Italian Breakfast Omelette with you without and never ask about the fat content.
These people might be the same people you already have in your life – they might just need some guidance. Some guidelines. For instance, I ask that my partner never compliments my weight or tells me what to wear (unless I ask specifically.) I share really openly about my past struggles and how hard I have fought to become a woman who loves herself. People may not always understand fully, but you deserve to be listened to. If your body has a story, tell it. Especially to those who love you most. Set rules that make sense for you, and remember that no other human will ever be able to fix another person’s body image journey. They can only be an aware supporter. And that is the kind of love you deserve, that is the kind of love that will change our cultural narrative. I hope you find the courage to ask for what you need. And I hope you find the courage to love yourself fiercely.