Healthy

I am on my way to being healthy again. I’ve started a diet (pretty much just to support my mom, she’s the one who started this whole mess), which, in my I-hate-dieting opinion, is not bad at all. It’s just a way to make sure you are eating right and are bombarding your body with plenty or water, fruits and veggies. And although I am doing very well following the guidelines, I feel tired and drained. I thought that I was supposed to have more energy, not less. But that could have something to do with the fact that I am almost sick. I’ve been fighting off some kind of sickness for over two weeks, so maybe that’s why. Regardless, I’ve lost weight each week; not tons of weight, but enough to be proud of, enough to notice a difference in myself. My mom wants me to come to the meetings with her and officially do the program, but part of the program is weighing yourself every week and I just can’t do that. I’m not scared of what I’ll see on the scale, but I know myself too well. The scale will become my idol and I will obsess until I am skin a bones again. I don’t want to go back to that place. Its taken me so much time to come back from there.

I feel better about myself already. I feel healthy and clean. I don’t even have the need to snack anymore. It’s really an awesome thing. Nothing beats feeling healthy.