I'm having a rough day. Realizing that I'm back to a place that I never wanted to return to is tough. As I've gained weight so rapidly due to binge eating, the changes seem to come so suddenly. I can't walk to the mail box without getting winded. I have no energy. I avoid activity. I'm noticing some back aches and knee pain that weren't an issue when I was on a healthy path. I hate how I look. When I'm eating healthy and off the food, I don't think I truly remember how all of this feels.
My sister mentioned a discussion that she'd had with coworkers recently about how all of us have a story. Your story shapes so much about you. When I think of my life, I think about how grateful I am for God, my kids, husband, sister, nieces and parents. Not to mention extended family and friends. These are what is most important to me, not material things. However, the predominant theme of my life is always somehow related to my problems with food.
The question is - do I want my story to be one of defeat and depression or one of overcoming obstacles?