Today I went into the nearest Weight Watchers building knowing I had
lost my way but reminded that to find it I had to take the first step.
This was no gigantic leap, but a small step onto the scale. The scale
never lies. December 17th, 2011 I was at my lowest of 179.4 which was a
huge success for me. But ever since then I struggled with a rocky ride
of my weight going up and down and me slowly losing my way and how
important it is to track. A month ago I broke up with my Ex who was
never the best at supporting me and school stress along with work stress
seemed to hit me. I face the world with a smile, but in all honesty I
am struggling to feel truly happy and I fell back on to comfort foods
and easy meals as my support. Well they failed me. They gave me
momentary happiness but I now see that indeed I lost what it truly meant
to be happy and that food is not the answer. Don’t get me wrong. I
enjoy good food and will not starve myself (obviously as I am on Weight
Watchers not Adkins or Slim Fast) but I need to remember that going out
is a treat, not an easy cheap meal on the way to school or just because
I’m in town. I will remember that if I truly want a food I can spend
those extra 40 weekly points. I can still eat foods I love, but they do
not define me and they do not motivate me to be a better person. I hope
to find some friends in this journey who can do what food hasn’t done.
Encourage me to be all that I can be.
