He I Go Again

So the story is the same. I Am Fat. There is no way around it, not fluffy, not chubby but morbidly obese even by my standards now. Not sure how I got to this place, but here I am hurting and miserable about the fact that my jeans are cutting into my guts.

How do I go about changing my relationship to food. Being emotionally attached to it for no good reason. It is the cheapest of all my vices. The other things I like to do involve shopping. When I am struggling I love to do some shopping. And it is shopping for ridiculous shit that I don’t really need like new sheets or maybe new towels. Stuff for my three dogs, shit they don’t even need or want. You know the amount of dog shit that I have thrown out because they aren’t interested? Don’t even get me started? I digress.

Back to topic me and me fat. Ok so here is the plan and I know I have said it in the past but I am hoping by adding this element of writing my feelings down each day, a mood blog if you will it will help me focus and stay on task of being better to myself. That is really all it is. I suck at taking care of me.

I am glad I got that off my chest.

See you tomorrow.