A Quick Confession
With everything right now.
I’m overwhelmed with work.
I’m overwhelmed with trying to get to the gym.
I’m overwhelmed with trying to eat right and do food prep.
I’m overwhelmed with the title of “single mom” but I miss her like crazy when she’s gone.
I’m overwhelmed with being single… and alone.
I am frustrated with how slow my weight loss has been.
And I’m frustrated with the realization that although I struggled with munching on food for years, when my marriage fell apart I traded munching for binging. And every once in a while the binge monster tries to come out. Curbing it is INSANELY hard.
But I am trying.
I am growing.
I’m not defeated yet.
I refuse to give up.
I refuse to let this define me.
I am not a failure.
I’m just struggling.
And that’s okay.
This is not the end of my story. It’s just another chapter. I know that it is making me stronger and that I will overcome it. I will come out the other end with the “me” inside that is screaming to get out.
No more excuses.