HopelesslyHopeful
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There was a time in my life, several years ago, when I was perfectly happy. I was at my all time lowest weight, 145 pounds, which was fantastic because I had always been "fat." Before then I had averaged about 175. I was in college studying veterinary technology, something I loved and was passionate about, and I had the best boy in the whole world by my side. Fast forward four years and I am so far from happy I can't even see light. I am at my all time highest weight, last I checked it was about 208, I just ended a very toxic relationship this week, and I can't get a job in my career field to save my life. I feel so lost, and my confidence level is in the negatives. But I know that it doesn't have to be that way. I just have to make a change and take back my life. Whittle through all the pounds and life-crap and find that girl I was before. Because God knows she would be slapping me silly right now.
So what am I gonna do about it? Not quite sure yet. This is just the beginning of my journey. But I know that my end goal is happiness. Whatever that may mean.
So what am I gonna do about it? Not quite sure yet. This is just the beginning of my journey. But I know that my end goal is happiness. Whatever that may mean.