A Promise To Myself

Feb 10, 2009

It hurts when I walk, my  knees feel as though they are going to blow out.  
I take a few paces and I cannot breath. I am so out of breath that it feels as though I will pass out from lack of oxygen.
I'm not much fun with all the physical limitations that I have.  Therefor, I am home and lonely while my  friends are out in the world enjoying whatever it is they are doing,.
I am watching life  pass me by.  I ache to jump on the train and partciipate in living.
Right now and for a very long time, I merely  exist.
My clothes don't fit right and they are so uncomfortable.
My feet are so swollen i cannot wear my usual shoes anymore.  I have to wear big, ugly velcro mens sneakers that  are 3 sizes too big.
I am so unhappy   being this way.  

This surgery is going to be a life saving tool for me and I intend on taking full advantage of  this tool .  I will never feel this miserable again due to weight.

Just a promise to myself.


I am worth the effort and it has been a long, hard road to tread, I am willing to tread it longer if it means that I will someday  be free.

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