Weight Loss.
When you get to the point where you dont want to look in the mirror in the morning/afternoon/hell, anytime of the day; it means something has got to change. So, why not today?
I just took some very painful before pictures. Super painful. Pictures like from that song " Before she was Momma", but not at all as fun as that woman seemed to be having. I want my kids to look at my "before" pictures and think, wow, Momma did Good!
The first step. Me and Jillian are going to be BFF's again. And this time, I will make it to the second step. I will make it 30 days. I CAN do this!
My first goal is 15lbs by Florida. That gives me roughly 45 days. I will succeed!
My goal is 258 lbs by June 22nd! Now, time to go hang with Jillian. I think she misses me!
Monday, May 7, 2012
Monday, April 30, 2012
Just another sad day..
Its just another sad day here. Not quite sure why this time, but it is. Actually, I guess there could be a number of reasons why. Well, I there are. Just so many emotions going around. I hate not being able to control them, even with the help of my trusty little blue pill. Although, I know it helps a ton.
Its almost been a year. 1 whole year since my life was uprooted once again. 1 whole year since my heart was taken out of my chest and stomped on. A whole year. I had so many plans for this year. So many hopes and dreams and here it is a year later. Nothing. I have a house full of kids. But not the kind I have longed for. Not the ones I have been hoping and wishing for, ones thats need me. Not the ones that I have wanted for 4 and a half long years.
I have been doing good. Ive been strong. Or, I thought I had anyway. I just feel myself crumbling again. Starting to relive all the emotions from those long two weeks. Remembering the last time I felt somewhat alive and just not going through the emotions. Maybe, I will feel that way again. Maybe.
Its almost been a year. 1 whole year since my life was uprooted once again. 1 whole year since my heart was taken out of my chest and stomped on. A whole year. I had so many plans for this year. So many hopes and dreams and here it is a year later. Nothing. I have a house full of kids. But not the kind I have longed for. Not the ones I have been hoping and wishing for, ones thats need me. Not the ones that I have wanted for 4 and a half long years.
I have been doing good. Ive been strong. Or, I thought I had anyway. I just feel myself crumbling again. Starting to relive all the emotions from those long two weeks. Remembering the last time I felt somewhat alive and just not going through the emotions. Maybe, I will feel that way again. Maybe.
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