How Loving Yourself Can be the Answer to Weight Loss
W ell, I've already blown it... As I justify eating another cookie. Only heaven has kept count of the previously devoured goodies I suppose. In the back of my mind I feel guilty somehow. My excuse of already "blowing it" doesn't seem to be working. I have been dieting and trying to keep track of my weight for a decade now. Which means I was 10 years old when I went on my first diet. I didn't understand that my lack of knowledge concerning health and wellbeing would hurt me more than I could at that time imagine. Due to my enormous lack of knowledge I ate whatever I wanted so long as I kept track of the calories. I had competitions with my siblings and we rewarded for losing weight. Exercise was synonymous with weight loss... not health. And being healthy meant... well, being skinny. Skinny was the ideal. The goal. I became so wrapped up in what I looked like and wanted to look like that it hasn't always mattered how I've gotten there. That means going t
