I am breaking up with this bitch!"
Those were the exact words....
I've been thinking about it a lot lately.
Out of roughly 30 tries, why was my last and final weight loss journey “the one” that stuck?
This is the only way I can explain it.
Have you ever been in a miserable fucking relationship?
You put up with their shit for way too long.
Shaking your head and mumbling under your breath, you ask yourself, “Why do I do this to myself? Why don’t I just break it off? I fucking hate this guy. Why don’t I leave?”
Until one day….
You aren’t mad.
You aren’t sad.
You don’t scream or yell.
You are simply D.O.N.E. and
There is not a fucking thing that he/she can do about.
There are no words that could make you stay.
You’re not sure where you are going to live.
You aren’t sure who gets the couch.
You are low on funds.
None of that matters because all you know is that wherever you go, whatever happens, IT WILL BE BETTER THAN THIS.
Sure it’s scary.
Change….tons of unknowns, but you give zero fuck because you MUST bounce.
THAT is the exact feeling I got 6 years ago when I made the decision to break up with Old Melissa and lose 60 pounds of fat.
And guess what….
I was right, IT IS BETTER THAN THAT. It’s everything.
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