Read some thoughts, poems, song lyrics, quotes and other meaningful things from a lady who thinks too much, lives each day sitting in a wheelchair, feels deeply, and enjoys life, especially orange coloured objects, music, tea, laughing, and hanging out with the cool folk.
Tuesday, May 07, 2013
This is what it feels like.....
Could I finally be accepting my body at this size? I eat breakfast, lunch and dinner. I go out. Food is just food. Most of what I eat I enjoy. After three years of weekly treatment, it's down to twice a month. My weight has risen, but I'm still here. Maybe the little voice inside my head telling me that I'm fat got tired. Honestly I've been in this happy place before and this changed fast. A part of me doesn't want to take recovery for granted. When I think of where I've been, I don't even know how I survived. Now I'm free. I am alive. This is what it feels like.