For the hopeless

Sarahsmiles0875

Am I the pot who called the kettle black? Who am I to offer words of encouragement to those very people who no doubt have either stared into the mirror and cried or who simply avoided any and all reflective surfaces. For I am that woman.

I am those moments of doubt and despair.
I am that sadness felt after emptying out a closet full of "when I finally lose the weight" clothing.
I am the defender of smiling outside and dying inside.
I am that woman who laughed at the jokes she made about herself.
I am lost.
I am desperate.

In lieu of all of that, I felt the voice within me, the one that whispered in my head when I laid down at night...."tomorrow...tomorrow will be the day".
55 days ago...tomorrow came. I was ready. My heart is here. I look to all of my moments since then: bleak, seemingly starving, and desperate for an apple fritter and I challenge my mind and my body in those moments. It is not the ounces or pounds that motivate me, it is me. It is my mind. It is my heart. I have found that I love myself today enough to do what is best for me today. I want to really live. This does not mean live as a skinny person, just live healthy.

So for those of you on here....challenge the moments...not the end...just the moments. If you are not ready, you will not begin. When you are, you will know your tomorrow has begun.

Peace and Namaste

luvsunshine1

Really nice words. Congrats on your 55 days and nice weight loss. We can do it!!

s1lence

Nicely put.

Sarahsmiles0875

I feel a moment right now..alone...in the house...with the fridge...I think it may be time for some radishes:)

Weight_less

So beautiful words! Thanks for sharing your thoughts.