Tuesday, January 14, 2014
To actually be okay.
I know I embarked on this Real Food diet to heal my body so I can get stronger, lose fat and balance my hormones and blood chemistry. But honestly, I continue to be motivated with the prospect that I might have the opportunity to get knocked up.
When am I going to learn?
These moments of anguish and heartbreak, that come out of nowhere, put a damper on my happiness. The sooner I get over hope, the better. Right?
Hope is a fucking whore.