Thursday, January 27, 2011

The Perfect Diaster

My life was not going as I had planned, I was miserable and fat...I only had enough energy to take care of my babies and give them the life they deserved, I made the decision to leave their father after several years of abuse.  It was hard, very hard, and I cried a lot and I ate whatever I wanted and I did no exercise. I was in survival mode, living a depressed life and barely making ends meet. I was working the graveyard shift so I could have a family member sleep at my house with the kids, and would be there during the day while they were awake.....I felt like a zombie... a fat zombie... I was hovering around 200 lbs at the time, and I stayed that way for a few years.....By this time the kids were growing older and I could finally see some light at the end of the tunnel.....


  1. Sounds like you are a very caring person who took good care of your kids the best you could and not of yourself. Its time to take care of you now...

  2. Wow, powerful writing!! I definately look forward to seeing you do it, I know you can!

  3. That must have been tough, for lack of a better word. I've been in survival mode before, when my first husband died and I know what you mean about walking around like a zombie...a fat zombie to boot. I'm glad you can see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's there and it's beautiful.

  4. I would like to quote a line from the greatest musical of all time (Les Mis of course):

    "For the wretched of the earth, there is a flame that never dies, even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise."

    Sounds like your sun is rising;)