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I’m back! I’ve had my ups and downs since I last posted. I’ve done this blog because it’s my outlet instead of holding in everything. Holding shit in in my past is what almost killed me. I’ve done a lot and been through a lot since I last posted. You guys are my shrink! I’ve done my share of partying this year. Alcohol and pot got me through a lot. being numb to everything seems to be the best medicine. I cut a lot of people out of my life and I kept to myself a lot. I’m trying to find me and take care of me. My carefree life sometimes scares the shit out of me. I have plenty of friends and a small close family but I like to keep to myself. I like or should say love my alone time but i’m also afraid to be alone………does that make any sense?

So why am I back on this blog? Cause I need my outlet once again. For the past 3 months I’ve been exercising and eating healthy. I have an amazing Coach and a wonderful support group. I joined Beachbody , I drink Shakeology while doing plenty of exercises . When I started I was 222bs I am now 209lbs……… I know don’t seem like much but my Coach taught me to hide the scale it’s so much more than numbers on that damn scale. I’ve lost a lot of inches ( which i never measured) and I gained muscles. I gained a lot of confidence and I have been getting compliments.

I need this blog more than ever now cause I don’t want to go back to that dark place I once was in. If you read anything in my blog ( I know I deleted a lot) you know what I’m talking about. Everything has been going great until 2 weeks ago my Dad died. He called us saying he was having trouble breathing we got to his house within 5 minutes he walked out of house slumped and weak looking my sister rushed to call EMS. My brother in law and I sat him down on steps I held his hand he looked at me I said Dad are you ok does your chest hurt he tried to talk slurring shook is head and slumped over and stopped breathing. My sister and brother in law began CPR until ambulance came them they continued CPR for another 30 minutes. They tried so hard and his heart wouldn’t restart. They called it and they put a blanket over him on the steps and for the next 45 minutes while waiting for coroner all I could do was stare in shock at my dad’s lifeless body……….i couldn’t cry just stare. It all just happened so fast. He was gone! we all just went out the night before he was fine. It doesn’t make any sense.

The only thing I keep saying to myself is that I know Dad is happy now cause he’s with Mom again his true love. He’s been heartbroken since the day she died. Next month will be 9 years since Mom has past. They are finally together again.

I’m still numb and I have my bad moments. I’ve been drinking and smoking pot to stay numb. My sister and I have sooooooo much to do. It’s so hard going in that house. I haven’t been in that house in years cause I couldn’t be in it cause my Mom wasn’t there now my Dad isn’t there. He fixed that house for me to live in and I will not live there. We decided to keep the house cause that’s the only thing we have of our parents. My nephew is going to move in after he graduates this year with a couple of friends.

I called my Dad every day after my workouts. He would tell me how proud he was of me and to stick with it. Now what do I do??? My Dad was with us every day. We did so much together.

I went back to working out today and it kills me so much that I can’t pick up that phone and call him and hear his voice and his laugh and his silly little comments. I’m lost! WTF happened! I’m so angry! I just wanna punch the shit out of every thing. But I’m choosing to , well hopefully to take my anger into working out and not going down that dark path I did when Mom died. I’m scared about slipping into the darkness again. I don’t want to revisit that horrible place ever again. I’m hoping throwing myself into working out every day and blogging will prevent that. only time will tell.

#goshorty #whateverittakes



If you want something so bad you go for it!! You don’t quit and you don’t allow anything to get in your way of what you want!! NOTHING AND NOBODY!!!! I want this so bad and I’m NOT throwing in that fkn towel!!! I’m a fighter………I have always been!!! Even the greatest fighters in the world get knockdown but just like those great fighters they get right back up and kick ass and that is gonna be me. No more pitty party for me that is not who I am!!! Never was and not going to be who I become!! It’s all about me !!! I made up my mind this is gonna be MY championship fight!!! Forget all the other things I wrote yes, they are my past and yes, that is how I feel but I forgot my past, my scars and my feelings are what I’m made of… one strong determined person!! My anger is what fuels me to be better……to show the world yes I may be overweight, I may be handicapped but what I’m not is a quitter!!! I’m gonna win and y’all are gonna witness the greatest fight in the world!!! This is a whole new blog!!! A whole new life!!

Today is going to be 4 days in a row working out. Scale still in hiding lol!! I will only weight in once a month on that evil lil bitch lol. Monday I’m going back to the gym I have been paying for and not going to. Over the weekend I will make my playlist for my IPod.

I must share with you all my best friend posted a song on my facebook page (that she said made her think of me) a music video by Rascal Flatts call Stand. I listen to this song and it made me feel amazing! Even more amazing my friend thought of me and shared it with me. It’s so what I needed!!! xoxoxoxo Y’all need to listen to it!!!


I did 50 squats then my legs cramped up but I DID IT!! I worked out 2 days in a row. Yesterday I did full upper body workout and I was doing the same today and I just said Fk it I’m going to try and I did it…………50 of them!!! Yeah me!!!

I’m still going on

I’m still in my funk but I’m not backing out of what I want. If I keep moving forward maybe I can work myself out of this funk. I decided Ii’m not going to weight myself for a while cause that scale just adds to my funk. I’m going to continue to try to eat right and working out. The pass 2 days I got a workout in and I intend to do a workout today. I got my music blasting getting ready to workout.

Yesterday I had my 2 glasses of water when I got up in the morning and then had a cup of coffee and a banana. I did a 1/2 hour work out with 5 lb weight I worked out my upper body and I did some thigh and leg workout. For lunch I had a salad and smoked white fish. Then for dinner we went to Red Lobster for my Nephew’s birthday. I had salmon, broccoli, small potato, salad, 1 biscuit and 2 piece of shrimp chili hot style. And 1 lobsterita ( I needed a drink ) and a seltzer. Not the perfect day

Today is my nephew’s actual birthday we are going to see American Idiot with a bunch of his friends. So after school I’m ordering pizza for him and his friends then off to see the show. Today I intend to workout for more than a 1/2 hour. My body felt good after the workout yesterday. I so wanna keep this up every day then when the snow finally goes away I wanna go back to that gym I have been paying for. My legs I intend to workout at home and workout my upper body at the gym. I love the machines there. So I’m thinking after I work out I will make a nice healthy breakfast and then when lunch time comes around i’m going to have a healthy shake. I have no clue what we are doing for dinner.

Once the nicer weather comes I hope to really get out of this funk and stay committed to trying to lose weight. So I think I’m not going to weight myself till 4/5 ….well let me get start I have a lot to do today. Thank you everyone for your continued support and comments. it means a lot xoxoxoxox

I wanna say what I wanna say

I have been emotional the past couple of days. I’m bottled up. I don’t say what I wanna say or how I’m feeling. I’m afraid to express my feelings. Or my actions or others actions. I really never open up to my family cause they just say that’s not how I’m feeling or just ignore what I say. I stopped telling my best friend how I’m feeling about certain things cause I don’t wanna push her away or sound like a debbie downer or complainer. I so fuckin’ frustrated!!! ( excuse my language please ) I could put up a front that I’m happy. I don’t wanna talk to stupid doctors….shrinks! I just want someone to listen to me and not fear they are gonna just think that’s not how I feel and walk away. I hate being in this fkn chair. I hate being this fat. I hate people drawing attention to the person in the wheelchair. I hate being stared at. I hate needing help. I hate that my fkn parents didn’t do anything for me when I was a kid. I try to let go and I can’t cause every day of my fkn life is a constant reminder. I feel like I’m an inconvenience to everyone with this damn chair. My brother in law complains when having to put in car, my sister makes remarks when i bang into doorways, …….you think i wanna be in this fkn chair. I just wanna lose this damn weight to work on strengthening my legs to walk again. I want this so freakin’ bad. I want this for me! I just want everyone to know how I feel …….what i want……………that’s all