Little FAT Me

I work full time and I barely have time to breathe. In 2005 hurricane Katrina rearranged my life, since then I have gained roughly 80-90 pounds. I believe that it started in depression and became an addiction. I have started and failed many diets and then decided that MAYBE if I combine diet and exercise with blogging and shopping I might be able to find success. This is the story of 2010 and my struggle to rise above addiction, pain, depression and fat.
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30. Mother. Wife. Artist. Psychic (sensitive.) Writer. Singer. Rain dancer. Lover. Daughter. Sister. Child of God.

The road to MY PERSONAL goal BMI/weight!

Friday, December 3

Today is a 3.

My mother’s doctor has still not called.
My daughter is OVER worried about everything, well OF COURSE she is. Like mother, like daughter. Only she should not have to feel that way, she is a child.
My cat, Darius Jane, has not been home for a full 24 hours and I feel consumed with grief.
I don’t know how to wait. I can’t function waiting for Darry to come home or waiting for mom’s doctor. Recently I noticed that there is a mental shark circling and that is death. I have been overly crunching numbers on how much time we have left and what if’s and such things. I have to learn to let go, enjoy and live. Only in my brain there seems there lives a glitch.

1 comment:

  1. Hang in there. When I feel helpless or hopeless, I write down the things I'm worried about and place them in a shoebox. Then, I pray and leave it for God. Each month, I go back into the shoebox and toss out those things which God has resolved for me. If it doesn't help you, it may help your daughter. My prayers are with you and your family...including Darry.


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