My brain continues to be awful to me. It continues to torment me with the long and painful history of what it's been like to be a fat person. It continues to remind me that I was miserable at 20 when I weighed less than I do now and I will be miserable when I weigh that amount again.
My brain is wrong. I had obstacles at 20 (at 30), but not like I do now. Things were much easier then, even easier in my earlier 40s. Losing weight, even while still fat, will make my life easier. It's already making my life easier, even with the small amount I have lost.
So fine brain. Continue to be awful to me. I remember the things you want me to remember. I remember the good things as well.
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