I think my journey is going along great...I'm happy, I'm doing fine....and then.... BUMP.
I fall head first into a giant road block. I get stuck. Like mud-up-to-my-knees type of stuck and I really think it's going to consume me. The food, the emotions, the lack of self control. All of my old thoughts, ways and feelings all pile onto me as I'm stuck in this muck. I feel sad, angry, frustrated, ugly and unworthy.
I feel this little nasty voice in my head saying, I'm not worth it, I'm just gonna gain everything back, so why bother trying. And then this other voice in my head, it's actually a softer voice, but firmer says... NO! You have come too far to turn back and you need to think about just how far you have come! We are NOT giving up!
So here I sit. In the muck. I know that things will look better soon.
I just gotta climb outta this muck. One step at a time.