I couldn’t have said it better…

Making My Medicine

It no secret that I have been struggling with my health for the last 6 months of so.  I lost 30 lbs last spring, and have almost gained all of it back.  Its depressing, its frustrating, is embarrassing, it’s just all in all not very fun.  I feel like a failure just about everyday, and continue to make poor choices on a regular basis.  And the fact that everyone can see my failure makes it even harder to get past. 

I”m the kind of person that has control in just about everything in my life.  I am very independent, single, successful in my career, financially stable, blah blah blah.  But when it comes to my eating, I am just a complete and utter failure.  Or I should say, when it comes to my emotions, and gravitating towards food to help me cope, I am a complete an  utter failure.  And…

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About ~Drew

I am a survivor of childhood torture. Each day, I put one foot in front of the other, moving forward. To do any less would spell my own destruction. My music/poetry/prose deal with the devastating effect of this kind of abuse on a human being: me. My experiences/thoughts/ideas/misconceptions are exposed here for all to see. Here. I am lain bare, naked, hidden only be the cloak of anonymity.
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