As I gaze across my desk into the clear dark sky and see the bright gigantic moon above, constant and sturdy. . .I feel like I'm at the beginning of a huge journey that is even more about weight loss itself. It's about having enough self-esteem to stay motivated. It's about becoming the person I was meant to be.
And yet, being 30 and never married with no prospects, I feel that I've been so rejected that I can barely look men in the eyes anymore. Sometimes I just want someone to put their arms around me, and accept me for the person I am inside!
Sometimes my energy for this journey really gets zapped! What keeps you all going when your motivation tank needs a refill? (Thanks so much for your time in reading this!)
love to all, irishwings

Putting my clothes on now that I could barely breath in when I started this journey and have them feel lose and baggy is a WONDERFUL feeling that keeps me going.
