I have been on this weight loss ride for over 3 years now. I've cried, disappointed myself, and gave up too many times to count. Every time I think it's going to work, my past failures have been right there in the back of my mind reminding me that I don't have what it takes to do this.
I read something tonight that hit me. I would never treat a friend the way I treat myself. I have heard this before, but tonight it really hit home. My past failures do not define me. My fat does not define me. My thoughts, my caring, and my heart constitute who I am. This does not mean I am through with this weight loss journey...it means I can start again fresh. I tried 10's of times to quit smoking before it stuck. And I accepted quitting smoking was hard. LOSING WEIGHT is hard too and I forgive myself for my supposed
"failings" at it. Tomorrow I am going to stick with my method of weight loss. I will get discouraged. I will get angry when I want something I can't have, but I can do it because there is no reason now that I can't. I forgive myself of my past.
While my fat doesn't define me, it's painful, hard to breathe, and so hard to really look/feel nice about myself. And I don't WANT that anymore. My plan is to be here every day to remind myself of my goal. This has to be at the front of my mind.
New start
