BecomingANew.Me

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I'm tired of being trapped in this prison. I'm tired of being alive and want to start truly living!! This is the biggest I've ever been. I can't blame anyone but myself, and I don't. When I had weight loss surgery I wasn't truly ready. I didn't do it for me, I did it more to placate my dad and family.  I lost weight (see archive) but wasn't prepared mentally and ultimately sabataged it because I was rebelling. I'm going to use this as my journal and getting back to updating on a more regular basis.

When you finally get sick and tired of being sick and tired you will make changes, for me today was that day. I'm sad. I'm tired of just existing. I am a prisoner of my own obesity. I have become trapped in an apartment because I am too far to drive. I have nobody to blame but myself.  I tried to find happiness through someone else's love and attention only to come to the realization woman are just as shallow as I am. I had one girl tell me she couldn't introduce me to her parents because they wouldn't be able to get past my size. Today was surreal I had been anticipating this date since Nov 3rd because I felt the truth would prevail and the blatant election fraud would be exposed.  Then to see those I was counting on to secure justice fail me one by one made me feel more sad than when I lost my city council election or state representative race. However I realized I can do nothing from my apartment. I must get in the game and get off t

M, I'm not sure what to write. My therapist said to write a letter and tear it up. So this will be my attempt then after that I'll be released and supposedly will no longer be blocked by it and free to improve. Divorce sucks for everyone. This makes ten years since the divorce. A divorce that I didn't want, I take responsibility for my actions. I suck as a dad, and probably did as a husband as well. But how can someone improve if the other person won't even give you a chance. You're 😡 I think, but how the hell could I even know, I text and get nothing, DM nothing, even write hand written letters and still get 🦗 At my current weight I've probably got 5 years based on my last Dr visit. It really sucks losing a parent, especially when it was preventable. The sad thing is I don't care.  I need purpose something that I've been lacking in a consistent basis for a long time. I've had spurts but nothing.  I look at you and your siblings as the one bright s

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