This one will be quick because I do have a limitation on my time tonight. There were many things I was scheduled to do today and just about all of them I did not do. This is becoming a weekend issue, where I literally run the gamut but never get everything done.
So tonight, I’ll be putting my thoughts to paper as quickly as possible.
I’m watching another episode of “My 600LB Life”, and since I had a friend over today, I explained how I can relate to the people on the show. I told her that one of the people on the show stated they weighed 200 at the age of 13. She grimaced.
And I grinned and asked her if she knew what I weighed at that age.
When I told her that the scale clearly read 230, she was in shock.
I explained that I could very easily have been on of the people on the show. Many people turn to their vices for comfort. For some, it’s food and what’s bad about that is that you need to eat to live.
The problem is that many people like this live to eat. Some of them to the point they vomit.
It’s sad and a dangerous eating disorder.
It’s very strange how others can be so cruel to people who are dealing with emotional issues and eat for comfort, but not always so with anorexia or bulimia. Then again, those last two conditions can kill you a lot faster than morbid obesity will. It’s also frightening and shocking to see people who are starving.
It’s saddening to see the patients on this show, some of them at the size where they can’t walk anymore. What strikes me so much about Amber’s story was that you could barely see her feet at all. She walks around barefoot because she can’t get shoes on. A lot of her weight was concentrated in her legs, which made them very large.
After this, I have an assignment to see if I can complete. Here’s hoping I can get half done before my body calls “Time” on me tonight.
I’ll be trying to accelerate getting lessons done this week so I have some writing time.
A friend of mine has begged me to rest my hands.
NtC relies on me to write it.
But I’m dealing with excruciating pain in my right arm and shoulder…
Since I’m too embarrassed to verbalize the chapters while I work fully on them (at least right now), more resting might be what happens. Definitely going to widen out the amount of time I need to write… if I figure a way to write and then ice.
I dunno. Thinking about it make my brain work too hard.
Yes, I took my happy two-tone green pills. Huzzah!
BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
~ J. Lyst
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