I haven't been active on here in a while, had a lot of hard days last year. I didn't meet my goal in 2020 (getting to 250 lbs), but considering just how much of that awful year I spent battling my anxiety and depression on a near daily basis, I feel like I have to mark it as a win that I made movement towards my goals at all.
I've mentioned before that I was an obese child and have carried that weight my entire adult life. I sometimes feel like I'm trying to build a healthy adult from scratch. I'm still very much a work in progress, but no matter how many times I lose faith or confidence in myself I just have to keep thinking of what I have to look forward to.
My next goal is to hit 250 by my birthday in April. This upcoming birthday is significant to me because my aunt died at the age I will be this year. I've often felt as that it would be unfair for me to continue past this age living less of a life than I want or deserve, when she didn't even get those years. I just have to look forward at the future as what it is, so full of opportunities and possibilities that I don't want to be afraid to reach for.