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I Fell Off…Of Life

It’s been a while since I posted or even felt like it. Life was happening around me but at some point, I stopped participating. I don’t mean to sound dramatic like I was going to end it all or anything like that. Never that. I just stopped. I got up every day but hardly ever got dressed. I just hung around in my lounging gear (yoga pants and a T-shirt) and napped the day away. And forget personal grooming like eyebrows and shaving and makeup. Too much work. I left the house but only so my wife didn’t worry. I can’t say I was feeling bad; or feeling anything for that matter.I woke up one day and realized that I hadn’t been taking my meds or anything. I just…fell off. I gained back 20lbs of the weight I lost because I had pretty much given up on my Ideal Protein program as well. Even though I was weighing in and buying food every week. I woke up and ‘snapped’ out of the stupor I had been walking around in, dusted myself off and started the journey back to me.

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First thing I did was go get my hair done. Then, I got my eyebrows waxed and got a mani/pedi. I started working again, at a job I really like, so I’m getting up every day and even ‘putting on a face’. Sometimes I don’t just because I want to sleep longer but I do more often then not.
Next, I made appointments with my medical and mental health providers to discuss and refill my meds. Idownloaded a phone app so I could enter my meds and track when I’m supposed to take my meds.
Then, I talked with my Ideal Protein coach, set a few short term goals and came up with a plan to get back on track with my weight loss plan. I am already feeling better and I am ready for the world. I’m not deluded that this is going to be easy but I’m open to the journey so here I go.

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Mental Health Weekend

I have been wallowing in my circumstances; healing from my eye surgery, all of the time I’ve had to take off of work, bills and health. Not complaining, just allowing things to consume my thoughts…alot!

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You see, I am loathe to go do anything because I can’t really see beyond a few inches in front of my face and that makes me feel anxious and unsafe. Plus, I feel guilty going to do stuff but I’m not going to work. I realize though that I can only do what I can do. Without correction, I can’t do my job. That doesn’t mean that I have to stop living life.

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My honey decided that I needed a mental health weekend so we grabbed one of the grandbabies (our only local one) and headed to the ocean. I have to say that I am glad I went because it was just what I needed.

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Baby Jay

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Granny T & BugABoo

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Super model