I apologize for having said in my previous post that my next post would be a doozy. I’ve struggled for the last 90 minutes to find the right words to say, and I simply cannot.
Nothing bad actually happened today. I was just ruminating. I don’t even want to discuss it any further than that.
I’ve decided I’m unhappy enough with how I look right now that I’m going to make myself follow the program. I didn’t end up tracking yesterday, but I’m going to today. And tomorrow. And the next day. I want my clothes to fit again. I want my face to shrink.
It’s going to happen. I need this. It starts right now. This is the day that everything changes, and I start moving in the right direction again.
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