I hate to sound like a broken BAD NEWS record but I went out to go to work this morning and my car wouldn't start. For real??
I am feeling crazy defeated. I was all jazzed about my WI last night, then I get up this morning and start deciding what to wear to work and I look in the mirror and all I see is this FAT CHICK staring back at me. FREAKING CRAZY BRAIN. At least I am able to recognize it for what it is. My dis-eased mind. I am not going to fall for the lie. This will not set me up to sabotage my efforts. I will not do it.
Then I read about what a rough day Jen ( prior fat girl ) has in front of her and I feel guilty for feeling all picked on. I know in the grand scheme of things this is a blip, but damn it how many blips can I take? Crap I need to quit asking that!
I really feel good despite the crazy crying that I am now doing. I know, stupid....but I can't help it. Things will work out. I am so tried of saying that too.