Well, I finally stepped on the scale this morning. I'm sad, and a little angry with myself. I've gained back most of the weight I've lost in the past three years. I promised myself I wouldn't let that happen, and then I let depression, and stress make a liar of me.
I have no one to blame but myself. I knew better. I knew where my life choices were leading me, and that it was a train wreck just waiting to happen. I allowed myself to live in denial. I even convinced myself that it was OK. It would make me, what? Happy? If I just indulge in a slow suicide...
I've fallen down. The question in my mind is, Am I strong enough to pick myself back up?
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