I told my sister I was thinking of starting a blog to document my weight loss journey. I mentioned it to my mom and my husband and even my World of Warcraft guild. And deep down inside, I fought against the idea because... well, what if I fail? What if I don't find or create inspiration, but I end up worse off than before? Where will I be then? And I'll have a written record through which my friends and family get to peruse and watch me deconstruct or even self- destruct myself?
But here it is anyway. After all, fear is a poor excuse to not try. (I know, love. "There is no try." Quote it at me later.) So in all its unvarnished, and probably painful, glory, I present to you, if you're not completely bored already, my journal. It probably won't just be about my weight loss journey, since so much of an eating disorder (binge eating and overeating, in my case) is psychological. I am sure it will explore some aspects of my mental health that I would rather keep hidden under a rock.
It will also keep track of boring, mundane information such as when I ate, how much I weigh, and how far I walked. I am warning you in advance.
And I don't know how I feel about comments. This task is hard enough to do with the voices INSIDE my head, so I am not sure about letting all your voices outside chime in as well. I suppose we'll leave it on a trial period and play it by ear at first. I know I can trust D. to talk sense back into me if I get my rather fragile feelings hurt by someone.
I guess it is time to quit procrastinating and just publish the silly thing.