On a non-health related note, I am currently reading this book:
Oh my goodness, talk about life-changing. The author uses humor to illustrate her points and help readers find their voices. The "come to Jesus" moments I have had already have been monumental in dealing with my own issues. (Face it, we ALL have issues.) Having always been an overachiever and unwilling to do what makes ME happy, this line really hit home:
As a child, everything dear to me, including the love of others and my own survival, depended on me being good. Being good meant not talking about what was really happening.
How many of us who have struggled with our weight can relate to this one? We either starve ourselves to compensate and prove we're "good enough" or we stuff ourselves as comfort. Well, my writing is going to take the place of food from this day forward. Whether anyone reads it or it is just me, I plan on putting my issues on paper, not in my mouth.
Man, just typing this blog feels good.