Sometimes you need a kind kick

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.

Pray for me, if you could.

God be with you and me,

R