My thoughts are like a 4-year-old’s crayon drawing that melted in the heat from the blistering sun. I am so optimistic but so inwardly stressed, hard on myself and worried. Which means I take one look at myself and think the word: fat, consequently ruining my day instantly. Will that ever diminish? I don’t know why all of a sudden my head feels like it is going to explode, but it does.
Isn’t it interesting how I would like to not just not eat for one day and somehow that will fix things? I bet that’s really difficult for most people to grasp. It’s so easy to focus on just that rather than worry about fifty other things all at once. It’s such a huge cop-out.