With every pound gone, I am feeling more empowered, confident, determined and alive.
I have seized back control of my life from - me. From the negative, destructive, hateful, indolent me that doesn't care and exists only to destroy - me.
But the wind has changed and the wheel turns, and with every pound lost, the destroyer is gradually but finally being destroyed.
I can do this. I know that I can and that I want to. The world is noticing and I am pleased by its recognition. I have learned to both cherish and value its approval.
I am pleased they are saying now how well I have done, instead of deploring how I ever let it happen.
There is no going back to that dark place. Whatever the world throws at me, and it will, and nothing good, I am strengthened, wiser and more knowing of myself and perhaps more forgiving, though a strict and vigilant master. I will not go back to that dark place.
Bad food and stupid drink are not options now; they hold neither potency nor attraction. I have passed them by, and my growing power lifts me above them.
My sustenance comes from what is wholesome, nutritious, delicious and clean, and my thirst is quenched without befuddlement. I cook and delight in my cooking, and find joy in the feeding of others.
The food industry has lost me from its grasp. My thraldom is finished, my childhood ended. I emerge grateful into the strengthening sunlight, an adult at last.
Your slightly poetical, mystical old pal,
Fred
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