December 31, 2006 at 1:29 am (Uncategorized)
December 15, 2006 at 8:46 pm (Uncategorized)
I wrote this today in my personal journal and thought it also fitting for here.
Last night I went to weight watchers and I lost over 9 pounds. I know that is A LOT for one week but I also know I worked really hard. As I was sitting there looking at the fat pictures of the people who lead the meetings, I was struck by how much I have felt, in the past, that I’ve worked very hard and not received any reward like I did last night.
To work so hard-on so many levels-and be rewarded is such a shock and not something I am used to right now. I almost cried in the meeting. I don’t know how to explain it except maybe a feeling like you are far, far away from your home and you must make the treacherous journey back all by yourself. There are a lot of things to hold you back-lots of things that will chase you and scare you as you keep on truckin‘. There will also be kindness in unexpected places and people that will do their best to help you even if it is only a brief jaunt in the trip. ‘Don’t give up.’
You are scared, you are hurt and you have every experience you’ve ever had in 35 years telling you that you may be heading in the wrong direction. But, you put one foot in front of the next foot and repeat. You pick yourself up when you fall. You wipe yourself down when others splash cold water on you from their journeys and step-by-step you find your way home.
What is home? To me, home is my sanctuary that keeps me safe and warm. It is the knowledge that I have battled fiercely for my soul and won. It is the woman so distant and removed right now that holds out her open arms and wraps me with the sweet salvation of love.
Today, I am a little bit closer to home…
~Jen
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December 11, 2006 at 11:13 pm (Uncategorized)
December 7, 2006 at 3:19 pm (Uncategorized)
Hello blog. Hello strangers. Hello Jen, welcome to your life.
What to say? I fell off, got lost, and didn’t do it. Once again, I let my inner demons win over becoming more healthy and becoming a strong person that loves me enough to love everyone else. Instead, I did the same thing I always do and it became the last straw in my love story with Larisa. The promises not kept became too many and the lack of love for myself to be able to give us my all made her snap and we are barely hanging on.
For better or worse, and let me tell you, it is worse, I’m awake now. More awake then I have been in a few years. It doesn’t matter if Ris is in my life or not, I have to do this. For my health, for the love of myself, for the love inside of me that is yearning to be free. So, if you are reading this and you know what I’m talking about. You know what it is like to start pulling away from your life and feeling more sorry for your fatness and use that as an excuse to do nothing. If you are using every excuse in the book and telling everyone that they have no idea what it is like to be fat listen to me. SO WHAT? No, no one but other fat people know what it is like to be constantly embarrassed of yourself but that isn’t going to help you. Only you being honest with you can help you.
Sorry this isn’t very eloquent but I’m not feeling very eloquent right now-just very, very alone. Hoping that I can find me before I lose Larisa completely while knowing that she cannot be here for me. For the first time ever, I have admitted to myself that I need help and I have asked for help and I am taking help that is offered. I’m very sorry that I wasn’t able to really do that all the years that Ris was trying to help me.
I started this awakening at 348. I joined weight watchers at 333 and I am in the 320’s now. I get my official weigh in tonight. I am working out almost every day and I even killed our treadmill. That used to be enough to stop me cold, but it isn’t. I’ve even been walking at the mall (I hate the mall) but there isn’t any ice in the mall. I’m looking inside and working to understand my bad habits all around, not just with weight. I’m also working on forgiving myself for the pain I have caused to me, my love and my friends and family. I feel so much guilt and shame.
So, keep watching because I’m back and I’m not ever leaving this blog. I thought about starting a new website, but I like that this shows my whole messed up journey. This time, I’m gonna get it right. I’m two weeks shy of being 35. I’m running out of chances.
~Jen