I am worried about pizza. And sex. Maybe I've had my last taste of both of them? It creates a feeling of panic in me and dangerous thoughts start to circulate. Unfortunately I worry more about the pizza.
I spent an hour reading success stories on the WW site today hoping to see myself there, hoping to feel that shift in my internal dialogue from defeatism to belief that I can do it too.
First meeting on Thursday. I can't wait.
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