It Really is Like Alcoholism

Only in that you have to be ready to lose weight and get healthy. You can't force it upon yourself.

I'm clearly not ready. It doesn't help that there's a ton of stress in my life right now; or that I use that as an excuse sometimes, though most of the time it's subconscious.

It doesn't help that this morning my boyfriend was so adorably sweet when he came in having bought us each a blueberry muffin and grilled it just for me...with butter. (His family grills every morning pastry with butter, even if it comes with butter.)

But in the end, excuses can be made, and stress can be blamed, but really the fault lies with the fact that I'm not willing to put the work in. And until I am, I'm going to continue to feel like crap.