A Busy Week

This week has been a very busy week, with me grabbing what ever I could, just to eat. Tomorrow is new day with a new week. I look forward to a little bit of down time, just for me. I'm extremely tired... passion

Not Tomorrow, But Today

12:16 AM, A new start of a day. It is here I will post my progress with my weight loss program and my personal thoughts on this goal as I reach it one minute at a time. Earlier in the evening, I had my last grilled hamburger with bread. That will be OK, to rid myself of the bread, as it turns to sugar in the body anyway. Thus, why so many diabetics have to allow this as a sugar intake when consumed. So, it is with a step out in faith, that I make this journey alone, visually. It is the magic of the hour. :-) and the magic of the soul, that will become victorious. Say Yeah.....! The hardest aspect of this will be: That I refuse to let people, places and things, interrupt my scheduled program. People are selfish. It becomes all about them and your well being is more times than not, placed on the back burner. Don't let this happen. Write down a schedule. Have a plan and fight like hell to keep it in that order, refusing to allow anyone or any situation to take priority over you and your goals. Michael Jordon said it best than anyone for Nike... Just do it! passion ~

In The Beginning There Was Passion

In the beginning there was passion {me} and today, still yet remains... passion{me again} How nice it would be to just be able to drop myself off somewhere and come back to pick me up a tad bit later to have a "all brand new me." Kinda like going to the dry cleaners, all spanking brand new. Free of stains, wrinkles, holes near the heart, strings unraveled. I purposely started this new blog because I wanted and needed a place to go where I could write anything I desired and not combine it with Touch The Hand or The Mint Julep Shop. I needed an outlet for myself and have something to offer another human being who may just feel the same way. I knew I had to do something as my body and mind was feeling like I was in this huge room, with hundreds of people. I would be talking to them, but no one would be listening. I began to raise my voice, and all I could feel and see from inside of me, was this woman standing there, finally reaching the screaming stage within the room, yet still... no one was listening. Why wouldn't anyone listen to me? It was then that I realized that I had to listen to myself in order to survive. I needed a place where I could regain back control of myself and as of recent, I have altogether lost all control. In order to do this, I require a place where I must make myself be 100% honest with myself, with people, places and things, one being with food. I'm a emotional eater, a sugar junkie, which for me is about as dangerous as a run up of heroin. The last month for me as been very difficult to maintain any sense of a program, because I associated my human worth with rejection. To have been beaten back into submission would have been a pleasure, but pleasures seem to have to be earned these days from me, thus here I am instead. I can't promise you at any given time what will run across my mind and be placed here in this blog, as it is my goal to become rigorously honest with myself at all times. I do request the same from anyone who finds themselves on this journey. However, there are stipulations in order to be allowed to post here. Don't ever come in here to bash another human being. This blog isn't about harming anyone, but finding means to deal with issues we all carry. It is about you and I, you and whoever, you and whatever, without the names. :-) Anonymity is enforced in regard to any ones identity, other than your own. I look forward to posting with you. God bless all. passion ~