Ok so I took a little vacation. I broke up with my boyfriend in like September. YEAH ME! I moved back in with my parent and quit my job.
Holy crap was I just looking for a drastic change or what? Lol I partied for a few month and now I'm back.
So I need to get back on track. I gained like 10 pounds in this process. I'm back to work, back to school and have a new (WAY BETTER) boyfriend.
Life has finally started to feel good. I feel good about myself and everything else around me. My mom and I were having a discussion the other day about guilt.
When I eat bad food, I feel guilty. I have always grown up rather religously and I was thinking, God doesn't punish people for eating junk food. Just because you are fat, doesn't mean that you are going to go to hell. It honestly helped me come to terms with the fact that my body doesn't have to be perfect and I don't have to feel bad because I don't look like a freakin porn star.
So I'm going to get my ass up and put my running shoes on. Just being back on this site is an inspiration to me.
Thanks all