I shall now force myself to look longingly at jelly donuts
This was hard for me to watch.
No one on a special diet - special needs - would go off without packing a lunch, completely unprepared, and hope it will all turn out ok, all on it's own. Like magic. We wouldn't sabotage the efforts of someone we really loved - why would we do it to ourselves?
Just one jelly donut, what could it hurt?
They say the first year or so of change is the hardest. Relearning long-term habits.
Is changing really too hard, or do I tell myself that to justify my excuses?
It's like being of two minds. Fully committed to goals that are diametrically opposed and mutually exclusive. Having your cake, and eating it all, too.
I see myself in a list of excuses - reasons - they all seem valid at the time.
What are some of your favorites? I'll bet I thought of them first!
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