"Addiction stays on tight like a glove..." -- lyric from not one but two songs on the hauntingly beautiful Emmylou Harris project entitled "Wrecking Ball"
Bottled water, oatmeal, and loads of veggies--that's a glimpse of my latest attempt to get healthy and detoxed. If I had a dime for every 44-ouncer I've downed in this life, I'd be Trump-rich by now. But like the Girl Scouts say, it doesn't matter where a girl has been, what matters is where she is going. Actually, all stages of the journey matter, but I trust you know what I mean.
Yesterday, I celebrated my 41 month miracle marriage. To be honest, I've been celebrating my newfound closer proximity to happiness all these months with, shall we say, caloric prosperity. For me, I guess it's some complex combo of success eating and stress eating.
Anyway, I'm thankful that the level of addictive behavior in my life has progressively decreased to this point, where it seems like the final frontier, the threshhold where dramatic breakthroughs are destined to occur, as the roots of the roots of the roots of this issue finally breathe their last breaths of toxicity, like mushroom cloud residue lifting and leaving the land once and for all (anybody watch Jericho?).
So wish me luck, keep Snicker bars away from me, pour me another vitamin water, and check back with me in the not-so-distant future for an update. All encouraging words welcome...
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I'll be your biggest cheerleader in your quest of conquering one of the hardest of addictions...FOOD. I need to start my own path with this and hopefully we'll encourage each other till we reach our goals and beyond. Like any addiction, it will always be lurking, trying to get the best of us!
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