Monday, December 23, 2013
If I could only grab a pint of Rocky Road ice cream, I would. Today life has gotten the best of me and I'm tired of fighting. First my car was broken into and the window and door were damaged. Next my power steering hose had to be replaced. Now today I take my son and granddaughter to the doctor and when we come out my car wont crank. Tis the season to be jolly, NOT! So for 3 days, my car has to sit in a parking lot until I can buy a new battery and have it installed. Hell, with my luck it's more than the battery or my car will get towed.
I'm so depressed and I know that I am an emotional eater. I wish everyday that I have not decided to move here. Moving here is what spiraled my weight out of control again. I think what hurts the most is knowing how close I am to losing control, grabbing ice cream and a bag of chips and having a good long cry.
I've only lost 6 lbs. since I began my journey on December 1, 2013 but it means so much more to me. And here is this mess and the only way I know how to cope is to eat and cry when I know I shouldn't. I can usually see the positive in most things but not this time. It's hopeless!