My heart was not in the right place. Better yet, my mind wasn’t.
What do I want is a question, but in my mind I see that to be a period. What do I want period.
The items I didn’t buy into or decide myself, eventually fizzled out or I finally realized “hey I’m not happy.” MAKE A CHANGE, BETH.
I wasn’t cranky. I wasn’t obsessed with food and I was happy.
It was just me. This cycle would continue most days and on the worse, I wouldn’t even be able to attempt a squat. I felt paralyzed. I would cry out of frustration. He would try to comfort me and I just couldn’t accept it.
Two words: Sushi Burritos.
Three words: Half priced tacos
What is life if you always stay the same?
If you stay the same, what have you learned? Has nothing set your soul on fire? I choose to live.