Officially Down 166 Pounds
So for close to a year, I have been on a health journey. I got to close to 475 pounds. I was unhealthy and miserable and everything was rough. Slowly, things have come into place. The last two months have been absolutely amazing. I share that a lot with you, but someone who believes in me helped me a lot and I am forever thankful.
I have good people in my life. Do I struggle? Of course I do. I talk about it in every post. I truly feel like my life is one big game of Chutes and Ladders and I am just waiting to slide down back to where I started.
But I truly have been staying focused in general. I am now able to make decisions to benefit my life and not survival. It is a feeling I am not used to, but I want to get used to.
But the last couple of weeks I have felt good. Real good. Like I did before the pandemic. I got things done around the house and a ton of work done. I felt energetic. I felt like a human being.
So I went on the scale. I did not expect to be down as much as I am. 166 pounds in a little less than a year. I cried. Yeah, I did not have to add that tidbit, but fuck, I am just in a good place. And I worry every day it will end.
But it has not for a while. And I do not plan on it stopping anytime soon.
This was a quick update. I am okay through the hurricane as it did not hit here as bad as expected.
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Thank you all. It feels good…to feel good.