in which dean made us all cry endless rivers of tears
Time for Change
So I’ve known for three years now that I have PCOS. I found out when I was nineteen and became completely motivated to change my life. I got on medication, exercised more, and started eating healthy, and you know what it worked. I lost twenty pounds in two months and honestly it was the best I’ve ever felt…
Then something happened. I don’t really remember what by now. It could’ve been I got too busy, maybe I got too stressed, maybe I was over confident. For whatever reason, I stopped. The weight came back, in fact more of it came back. I became depressed and went right back to the same old person I was.
For three years I’ve been stuck.
And today it just suddently hit me. I’m tired.
Fucking tired of being sick and tired.
So today I’m taking back control of my life. I’ve been overweight since I was eight years old. I’ve had three periods in my life. And I’m just sick of this.
So PCOS, you’ve had your turn. Frankly it sucked and I’m fed up and sick of your shit. It’s my turn now and it’s scary as hell and I know I’ll fail along the way, but I’m not giving up. Get use to it.
If you know your enemy and you know yourself, you need not fear the results of a hundred battles.
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