A Little Less Mrs. Smith

There is something about the holidays that always brings my attention back to how fat I am. Every outfit i put on, every party I go to, every pic snapped is a moment where my hate for myself wells up and overwhlems me. It chokes off my happiness, and makes me not count my blessings which are abundant, and makes me wonder why I am blessed when I am such ahideous person. I feel like my outside mars the beauty of my inside.

I’m talkin with the man in the mirror, I’m askin him to change his ways…. 

Hi everyone. I hope things are going better for you than they are for me, diet/exercise wise. Ovferall, life is going good. I am trying to find my wayback. I am excited for the next season of Biggest Loser. New Year is about to start.  Maybe I can shed this old me.

 We’ll see.