Fear is surfacing again. Fear of loss gives rise to superstition and paranoia.
With ten pounds off in four days, I am anticipating a stall. Why? Things too good to be true are not mine. Again with the belief; expectation of disappointment. Its lame and repetitive but its tattooed to my psyche. Today I have a journal to write that will help me understand these self-fulfilling destructive prophecies. For now, I will successfully be well under 200 pounds in six weeks, and I will end this program between 189 and 195. I am 167 pounds and I need only realize it over the next 5 and 1/2 weeks.
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