Today I spent time with a great friend, and I must say I got laughs, constructive criticism in a loving way. We went shopping, but it was depressing. Nothing I liked,fit or was in my size. But it wasn't until I got home really that it hit. I was exhausted. Physically yes, mentally, you can only imagine. I realize I wanted my health back. I needed my confidence. The one who was proud of CP, and the conquering spirit. The one who enjoyed shopping more than eating. Am I ashamed to admit this? YES. Am I scared of what you might think of me? YES. And that is part of my problem. I care too much about shit that doesn't matter!
Will I conquer fear, love, self loathing and acceptance in a day?
I don't need to answer that. I know the answer, and so do you.