Every day you tell yourself that you will get a workout in tomorrow, but when tomorrow comes, you can’t get yourself motivated to actually “just do it.”
If I am being honest, I admit that when I saw those “living my best life” posts, I cringed a little. Seeing someone on a yacht or taking a trip to Italy made me wonder if I wasn’t actually living my best life because my life does not look like theirs.
Things were dark and gray for so long that I resultantly accepted that this was my new way of living. Boy was I so blind.
Forgive me for the many pinches and pokes I gave you as I stood in the mirror.
And you sure didn’t deserve all the other times I purposely hurried past the mirror to avoid looking at how beautiful you truly are.
As a matter of fact, the word "diet" should just be thrown out of the dictionary and labeled as a forbidden word. Yes, it's that serious.
Now don’t get me wrong, growing up I did participate in the egg hunts and I believe I may have (unwillingly) been a part of the whole “It’s time to buy Easter Sunday dresses.” propaganda. But still, I never understood what this whole day was about. I just knew I was supposed to be in somebody’s church because not doing so would make me look like a huge sinner.
Although, I lied about what I do for a living, I couldn’t help but wonder why I didn’t just tell her the truth. I mean, I am getting better with accepting what I truly do for a living. Or, so I thought.