Blah, blah, blah, weight loss
You've hear it all before. I had kids at 20 and 22 so my body got stretched and pulled and messed up REALLY fucking early. I made my choices, I'm proud of my kids. But I can't put myself in the "I have stretch marks and fat blobs and I'm A-OK!" Camp. I just can't 😐 I think I've reached the point of "jaded" in my weight loss because I've tried the pills, the shakes, the diets and the only freaking thing that works is good eating and exercise!! And all I want is an easy button... RATS! So now I have to motivate my 37 year old, fibromyalgia riddled body into exercise and a better diet... Man, responsible thinking Fucking Sucks.