Happy Birthday Jack Kline | Born, May 18th 2017
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Happy Birthday Jack Kline | Born, May 18th 2017
SPN hiatus creations | Week Six | Favorite Location
This morning didnât go to plan. At all.
My son woke up around 4:30, and I soon discovered that I had forgotten to put his diaper on. (He is freshly potty trained but hasnât quite gotten the overnight part down yet.) So that was a mess, and I had him in the shower while he fought me the entire way.
I crawled back into bed around 5:30. I was just going to stay up, but I started to feel pretty crappy with such little sleep. My leg was hurting (I had a back and leg injury recently) - it was just a nightmare. I donât know what time I ended up falling asleep again, but by the time I woke up, it was nearly 10. I do remember shutting off my alarm when it went off at 7:30, and I had just started to doze off. So being ripped out of sleep gave me that gross dizzy feeling.
Anyways. Itâs 11 now. Iâve just had my breakfast: egg whites, one egg yolk for taste, spinach, avocado, coconut oil, and a bit of feta cheese. Salt and pepper. It was great. Iâm sitting back now with my black coffee - which isnât really all that bad. I do know Iâm going to miss my creamer and spoon full of sugar in the raw. So good. But maybe I can really acquire a taste of black coffee. I know my brother was saying if you drink it long enough just plain then you start to really be able to taste the different flavors and hidden notes in a good cup of coffee. I had planned on getting on the treadmill today or going for a walk so hopefully once I get my ass in gear today, thatâll happen. I forgot to do my weight this morning because I was so frazzled. Now that Iâve had my morning meal, Iâm going to do my best to fast until dinner, which will be chicken piccata. Weâll see how it goes. I may have to have some kind of snack in between. My stomach is still stretched out so itâll take a few days for it to shrink so I wonât get as hungry.
The bounce back is nice though. And there is still room to have a great day. đ¤
Iâve been thinking a lot lately. For weeks.. or has it been months or years? Iâve gone through a lot in this life. Changes.. good and bad. Iâve been a lot of different shades.
I remember when I was happy with myself though. And itâs been a long time since thatâs been real to me. Iâve gone through all my life shit - made mistakes, had cancer, had a baby, moved a bunch of times. I went up and down and all directions.
My most recent bout of shit was when I went through an active depression, still going through the motions of life but unhappy. I ate and ate and didnât get out of bed, didnât care, didnât care to care.
I gained 75 pounds a year. Maybe a little less. Either way, I was almost my heaviest weight again. My heaviest was 260. I was at 252. It hit hard when I got to that number for some reason. And I immediately took action. I was watching myself and the number was going down. I got to 235. But then I started slipping up again.
Right now, Iâm in the 240s. It fluctuates. I hate that my face has filled out and I have all this fat under my chin - thatâs always my signal that Iâve gained too much.. my face starts to fill out. And I hate it. My stomach hangs so much more, water gets trapped there. I remember when I got my first rash there. It just ate the skin away. And I laid there and just.. felt disgusting.
None of my jeans fit. So many of my clothes that I loved donât fit. I had to start buying bigger stuff. 2X and 3X. I wear a size 18 jean now, instead of a 12/14. I canât breathe as well. I have no motivation to run around with my son. Or play and be fun the way I used to be. I just want to do nothing. I bought a treadmill that just sits in my room.
But it wonât anymore. Because life letâs you change things. It lets you create a new you. And I want it so badly. My lightest I ever weighed was 160. 140/150 is my ultimate goal. If I go farther than that, so be it. I donât want to be rail thin. Iâm not built that way. I just want to be healthy. I want to smile. I want to be willing to take pictures with my family. I want to not feel like Iâm just âthe fat oneâ out of my siblings. I can do this. May of next year I will get my braces off, be ready to move out, and I will be 100 pounds lighter.
A Decade of Jeffrey Dean Morgan Roles (2010-2020)
The Dream Illustrated Part 1.
"Issa me...Daddario!"
Peter Hale full body shots are so important
Apparently kylesimmonsstache gets really excited about art.
LETâS FUCKIN TALK ABOUT ART
"REGULAR" ART
FANART
OH WHOA THATâS A SWEET ASS MOTHERFUCKING CLASSICAL PAINTING BUT THEN FUCKIN LOOK AT THE DETAIL
JESUS CHRIST
TTHHHIIISSSSS IISSSSS AAAAAÂ PAAAIINNNTTTIIINNNGGGG?!!?!!?!!!?!?!!! WHAT TO HECK????
FUCKIN SWEET ASS DAFT PUNK COLORED PENCILS HELLA
LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME IT ISNâT FUCKIN RAD AS HELL
MOTHERFUCKINGÂ EMBROIDERY?!!!!!!?!?!!?!!?
THIS LOOKS LIKE A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE
OH SWEET LOOK AT THIS SCULPTURE RIGHT
JUST WAIT A FUCKIN MINUTE HERE
THIS IS A DRAWING MADE TO LOOK LIKE A SCULPTURE I CANâT FUCKING
LOOK MORE SWEET ASS COLORED PENCIL DRAWINGS
NOW IâM ABOUT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT MY BRO BERNINI OKAY JUST TRUST ME ON THIS
ALREADY GORGEOUS RIGHT
FUCKING LOOK AT THATÂ LOOK AT IT IâM FUCKING
HOW DOES MARBLE LOOK LIKE GOSSAMER FABRICÂ HOOOOOWWWW??!!!!?
"That sweet mouth of hisâŚ"
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Ugh. Ian.
Cutest picture ever