Day 304 in my backslide toward Mickey
Today is a tough day, and I blew it. For the first 58 years of my life I ate my pain. Whatever type of pain that might be: physical, mental, emotional. For the last year I have been finding healthier alternatives to that destructive behavior. Today? Not so much.
Emi, my daughter, heads home to Bristol, England today. She goes back to her dear husband, her cute dog and to the wonderful life that she is living there. I’m so happy for her and so very proud of her.
How did I handle her going back today? Argh! With a Dunkin Donuts Cappuccino Blast and donuts. Now I feel gross, and I’m more than a little disappointed in myself.
But that’s it now. No more. Back to my original game plan. 1) Eat healthier and 2) Move more. I’ll put this day in the rearview mirror and get on with it. I don’t want to be that person anymore. I like the new healthier person way better.
Meet you at the Kingdom!
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I think that how you handle a relapse speaks as much about your progress as everything else. You go, girl! ❤
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