To continue on the theme of my last post, I am hoping this year is the year I make a change in my life. So far though, I haven't quite got the concept down. For instance, today when I got home, I found that my husband had bought three boxes of assorted junk food. Rather than ignore the Ding Dongs, Twinkies, and other snack cakes, I had one of each with a big glass of milk. The question is: WHY? I am beginning to believe that I have a food addiction. How much of this is exacerbated by the PCOS, I'm not sure. I only know that the two are combining to slowly kill me. I've watched all the shows: "The Biggest Loser", "Dr. Oz", TLC specials on obesity, and my newest favorite, "Heavy" on A&E. They all tell me the same thing, I am on my way to an early grave. Diabetes and heart disease are in my future. If someone was pointing a loaded gun at me, and I had the opportunity to get out of the line of fire, would I not run like hell? Who in their right mind would stand there and let the bullet take them down? And yet here I am, day after day, choosing to load more ammunition in the gun.
There has to be more to life than this.
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