I feel I have written this blog 1000 times.
I bet most of you feel you have read it 1000 times. LOL…
I have been gone from here for about a month. On purpose.
I am not sure what shifted in the universe in February for me, but I did some major curling up in a ball. I am certain I had some depression going on. Sadly, I am currently uninsured and can’t really do anything about it right now. So I kind of had to let it run its course, and talk myself through it.
I felt fatter than ever, and was soooo tempted to eat my way to oblivion. To just become the morbidly obese person I seem destined to become. Then I would go to the other extreme and want to get gastric bypass. I was all over the board. Very lost I was!
I am not 100% yet. But I am feeling the beginnings of hope again. And for all of you who have battled depression, you know this is a start.
I have no idea what triggered it. Finances probably. I am, like most of you, wondering how I am going to live for the next few years. I took a 30% pay cut, and I am getting further in the hole each passing month.
Add to that the never ending battle of the bulge, and well, you have a sad, depressed, poor fat chick.
I was sooo motivated in December and January, then came February, and I lost it all. Why Oh Why does it come and go like that??
If I could answer that, I would be rich woman indeed.
I came on here one day in early February, read a blog that I absolutely did not like or agree with, and for some reason, I just backed away. I didn’t comment on the blog. Or to the person. Because this person is a buddy of mine. And I didn’t think I was in the proper state of mind. But my reaction to that blog made it clear to me that I needed a breather from buddyslim for a while. I actually withdrew from other things too. Its just kind of what I do when I am trying to figure myself out. I flirted briefly with another site. GASP!! (I did. I did.)
But I didn’t like it. My history is here. Period.
Buddyslim has been like a warm blanket to me for the last three years.
So I have started sorting myself out. AGAIN. And I know I am a freaking broken record. Trust me. But I WILL get this done. I HAVE to.
I have adjusted my motto from “Workin towards a size 9 in 09” to “THERES STILL TIME IN 09”.
That’s right. There are 10 months left to the year. I still have time to work towards my goal if someone on the biggest loser can lose 100 pounds in 8 weeks. SURELY I could lose 50 by the end of the year. Okay. Realistically, I need to drop 60 to even approach a size 9. But I have not given up. Just had a momentary lapse of reason.
People. I have been on both sides of this battle. I have been hugely successful for over a year. Dropping the weight like melted butter. And I have struggled beyond struggle with some regain. THIS IS THE HARDEST BATTLE I HAVE EVER FOUGHT and I am convinced I AM MY OWN WORST ENEMY.
For those of you who regularly dish out advice here, I would ask you to remember that. When life is good, and we are feeling great, it’s easy to lose patience with those around us who aren’t keeping up. I know. Been there. It’ far too easy to judge others. We have all done it. Its easy to forget the struggles when we are feeling so fine. But remember, in a heartbeat, it can go. And you will be right back on the other side.
Thus ends Dawn’s lecture for the day! LOL.
I am flying home to Ohio tonight to visit my family and my dogs. And when I get back on Sunday I am diving into 09 once again. I have lost count of what attempt this is, but I don’t think that matters so much any more.
What matters is I am still here. I am loved. And I am fairly healthy. The rest is all fixable, so I must be getting around to doing some repairs on this old life of mine…