I am a sugar addict. I crave it and can’t stop thinking about it until I have some. This moment is unbelievably gratifying and satisfying. But then I want more. And whatever is in front of me I will eat until I don’t feel well. Not good. What happened to my will power? This addiction has caused a 7+ pound weight gain in the form of a jelly belly that has go to go away! Yikes!
Life. Sometimes it stinks.
Week 1: I think and say how much I love my life, the people in it, the place I live it, the activities I fill it with.
Week 2: I finally make the move, after almost 3 years, and sign a lease to move into my own apartment, to live alone, and regain my freedom and independence.
Week 3: I find out that I will most likely be losing my job when my contract ends, at the end of August.
I know that life has ups and downs, but do these hills and valleys really have to be so dramatic?






