Thursday, May 21, 2009
Last night a client told me that her brother says he knows me. He described me as tall pretty and 50 - 55. She said I don't think she is in her 50's (oh yes I am) I felt deflated wondering where he knew me from and was it during the time I was fit... I've been depressed this week and had toyed with the idea of throwing the towel in the past few days.
A few days good, then backsliding. This is so hard.
I woke up this morning and told myself NO DAMN WAY- I WON'T GIVE UP! What does it take to conquer this?!
White knuckles are on and my teeth are clenched. I can't allow defeated feelings to win the war and just surrender. The battle continues....