I've been wanting to write for a while now, but I guess I never know where to start. I've got a lot of work to do on myself. The good news is...I'm making a plan. I have hope. Hope that I will no longer be this weight. Hope that I put myself first. Hope that I trust myself, my judgment, my heart. I raise my glass of wine to hope. Cheers!
I spent last Thurs-Sun in Chicago with my friend Amy. We hadn't seen one another in two years, which is unprecedented for us. Honestly, I had a lot of anxiety leading up to it, and at times during it. Anxiety has been hitting me pretty hard lately, and so it was no surprise when it showed up for this. There was anxiety that we wouldn't be the same, anxiety over my weight and how I look, anxiety over doing new things, anxiety over nearly everything you can imagine. But, I'm proud of myself for reaching out and asking that we get together. I have "The Other Misty" to thank for that. I realize life is just too short to be afraid of the unknown. It really was nice to see Amy, or as everyone we met over the weekend knows her as, "Sheryl, with an S." (I'm Gwen with a G). It's crazy to think that we have been friends for some 25 years. Actually, as I type this...I have to take a moment to think just how crazy that is. Time really does fly.
I'm pretty fried tonight, so I'll do you a favor and cut this short. I just wanted to check in and let you know that I do plan on pulling my shit together. I truly, truly do.... Thanks for always sticking around.
Much Love,
Jen
I spent last Thurs-Sun in Chicago with my friend Amy. We hadn't seen one another in two years, which is unprecedented for us. Honestly, I had a lot of anxiety leading up to it, and at times during it. Anxiety has been hitting me pretty hard lately, and so it was no surprise when it showed up for this. There was anxiety that we wouldn't be the same, anxiety over my weight and how I look, anxiety over doing new things, anxiety over nearly everything you can imagine. But, I'm proud of myself for reaching out and asking that we get together. I have "The Other Misty" to thank for that. I realize life is just too short to be afraid of the unknown. It really was nice to see Amy, or as everyone we met over the weekend knows her as, "Sheryl, with an S." (I'm Gwen with a G). It's crazy to think that we have been friends for some 25 years. Actually, as I type this...I have to take a moment to think just how crazy that is. Time really does fly.
I'm pretty fried tonight, so I'll do you a favor and cut this short. I just wanted to check in and let you know that I do plan on pulling my shit together. I truly, truly do.... Thanks for always sticking around.
Much Love,
Jen
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