If there ever was a come to Jesus moment, it was last night. My stomach bulge from alcohol, gas, Subway, and cheetos. I stop eating around 10 p.m and drank at least 1 gallon since then. I feel normal now, but I weigh in this morning, Ill be honest - 196 lbs. I do not know if I look it. Dont care. I am technically obese. I know at least 5 to 10 lbs is water weight and bile.
Okay. That aside, its not the weight that is problem. You guys notice I made "bizarre" threads this weekend. I think it was borderline mania. My room became trash. I clean it up though... But wow.
The root issue is my not caring my current reality, coasting on temporary "escapism/denial (only food and alcohol)"... Not even depress...
I think Im ready. My face hit rock bottom. Something got to give.
I think I have to start transistioning... Albeit even if its little actions. Prep.
What are your opinions on using social media tools like Youtube and blogger... Pretty much throwing myself on the line to get my transistion accomplish instead of just watching?
I feel like a tree blowing against a heavy storm, eventually I take root or I snap in two.