Some say that everyone needs to be happy with how they look. I never got that.
How could I be happy with being over 150 pounds overweight and not being able to lose it?
I felt so miserable and depressed. But how could I show that to the world?
When I was younger someone told me that you need to decide to be happy. So I would smile and laugh and pretend that I was happy. Maybe looking happy would make me happy.
People said that I was such a positive person. When in reality there was a small amount of time I was actually happy.
I started to find happiness in food. Chocolate, creamy sauces. While I was eating I was as close to happy as I could be.
Once I stopped eating the I was back to being unhappy.
It was all short lived.
One day I was travelling with work and had been told to take the weekend off and enjoy myself, so I did a sightseeing tour.
It was so wonderful. A beautiful June day, with blue sky’s, warm weather, the sun was shining.
I had a wonderful time.
It made me think, why was I not enjoying life everyday? Why only once in a while?
I decided to stop existing, stop only finding a little happiness in food.
I would start to do the activities that I wanted to do once I had lost the weight. A time that I was thinking would never come.
I really decided to be happy. To start living my life. The more I lived and did the activities I wanted to do, the more weight came off and the easier it was to do things.
What activities are you waiting to do? Why wait?