As I am eating my rotisserie chicken, savoring each and every bite, I realize, I was savoring the moment as if I am about to loose my best friend. This is a friend who got me thru hard times, a friend I shared moments with for every event in my life... Sad/mourning (eating after funerals, depressed days), celebrations (showers, weddings, graduations), social (girl talk, family time) Whatever the case may be... food is what it surrounded. "What/where are we going to EAT?" What event do you go to that there isn't food??
Its a friendship, that I am not mentally or emotionally ready to give up... I feel as if I didn't say a proper goodbye.
All this has to sound crazy, I know it does.... but its real. Weightloss Surgery is not the "easy way out." I'm not sure if there is an easy way out. I am going stir crazy, swirling down, hoping I don't land flat on my face... I sure hope I do not become a weightloss surgery failure due to my addiction to food. As I learned in one of my classes I took... this is a "Surgical intervention due to the disease of Obesity." For whatever reason any one is doing this procedure, it boils down to, we all have a disease, and it stems from the addiction of food.
These words remind me, I am doing this for the right reasons....
Surgical intervention due to the disease of Obesity
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