KICK IN THE PANTS
I don’t feel like writing. I don’t feel like talking. I’m grumpy and pissed, mostly at myself. For a long time, I’ve been needing to get motivated about my weight. I walk for a few days and then I slack off. I try to eat less or better and then I slack off. I can’t look myself in the eyes in the mirror anymore. I know the consequences and yet I continue to act as if they don’t exist. And it’s not like I haven’t been here before. It’s not like I haven’t been through this over and over. I’ve...