I confess I have never been happier on Thanksgiving...not euphoric..just settled and at ease and at peace.
I confess that I have always been able to have dueling emotions. I can be very angry with someone I love dearly. I can be at peace while under stress. I can find a place of calm when anxious. Its like a teeter totter that finds its way leveled off.
I confess that I would love a horse. And that my last thought will be of horses. And that my biggest regret in life will be if I dont get another horse.
I confess I need more make up and cant afford it. I have loved getting made up since I lost this weight and have worked hard at making myself beautiful and it saddens me that the reality is I cant afford to buy a mascara or a eye shadow
I confess that for the first time EVER in my life, I truly feel beautiful. Its not the weight loss. Its the silver hair. And its the fact that I am back in recovery and working a much better program. I confess I have always felt ugly and that there were always enough people around me to tell me I was. Now its the opposite. I am told daily how beautiful I am...
I confess I fear people here will look down on me for not having money. I was pretty much told I was worthless by someone close to me because I wasnt working. I confess as much as I didnt want to let those words stick, they have...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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