Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Well I have resigned myself to the thought that this weight loss journey is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I mean, let's think about this for a minute: it's been over 15 years and it's not happening! It's so much easier to just eat what I want, when I want, how much I want. It's WORK to eat right. I don't like work, never have.
I am now forced into the situation where if I don't do something, there's NO HOPE that my pain will ever go away. I am not kidding myself, I know there are no promises that once I dump this weight my pain will clear up, I understand that. But I have to try. Now I have this double whammy against me. I have to try. No more pissing around. I am scared.
Hell, I can't do food shopping without collapsing afterwards! This is no way to live. I could sit here and cry about it, but who would listen? Who would do something about it? No one.
I can feel my thoughts starting to fall apart, so I am going to stop here.