I'm here to say that I sometimes feel "Why do I have to go through all this sacrifice? Why do others get to enjoy life so readily and easily and not live with feelings of guilt and bad images of themselves". And I could go on and on and on about my inner rantings to myself.
Watching the Labor Day Telethon last night, particularly the segment on little Maddy who died a few months ago, and the absolutely amazing attitude that child had writing poetry and expressing his hopes for peace in this world, I cried my eyes out. God bless him and what he did.
This brings me right up to how pathetic I can get thinking only of myself sometimes. My God, how it could be so much worse. I have a problem with food. It can be fixed for God sakes! I don't have a terminal disease for which there is no cure! Thank you Medifast. Sorry people, sorry God, I just lose the right perspective sometimes and think only about the small stuff. I'm back on track now.
Camille