I'm lying here, desperate to maintain control, urging myself to move forward on the plan. Tonight I had six supplements instead of the usual five. I'm on shaky ground... I need to stay focused. Sometimes, a lot of times, I have good days. Other times, I find this plan to be extremely hard and unnatural. I miss food, I grieve for food. I grieve for the time when I would carelessly eat whatever I chose. Yet, I know that those were definitely not "the good ol' days." I was in hell. The proof is in writing. The proof is in the numbers on the scale. I'm in limbo, but at least I'm headed towards my goal. May God grant me the strength to carry on... I really need it.
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