Struggles
Have you ever known, intellectually, what you needed to do, but struggled to find the faith to do it? That's where I am, right now, as I sit here. Today, I have eaten 12 thin Oreo's (not joking, thin Oreo's are a thing), not sure how many Doritos's, same with the hot pork rinds, 12 Ritz crackers, 6 slices of salami and 3 slices of smoked Gouda. #1 - I have a thing for multiples of 3 #2 - I need to stop joking about the above. #3 - I need to figure out how to find it within myself to turn my destructive food behaviors over to a power greater than myself. I know this is something that I must so, but, how do I go about it? Knowing something in your brain, and knowing it in your heart, are not the same thing. If your brain could tell your heart what to believe, how to feel, what to do, the world would be a better place. Food is my illness. I can go into brief periods of remission, but the illness is still there, waiting to rear it's ugly head. I know one o