Okay Sasha and I are about to fight, before she was just annoying. I couldn't shop where I liked which didn't matter because I don't like to shop. At other times she was a bit embarrassing , but if you dressed her up right she still could pull off cute and sexy. Now not so much and she took a turn for the worse, every since I planned her goodbye party, she has been a real "B." All of a sudden she has my head spinning and after all these years she has my blood boiling topping in at some outrageous numbers. Never suffered from blood pressure issues before, but she thinks she's slick trying to stick me with a pill twice a day. She is killing my leg, pains that make me want to pull it off. She didn't want to go away gracefully, so now I have to fight. I had to recruit backup, an accountability partner and a support group. I was just trying to turn that fat chic into a swan, before she turned me into a corpse. This is my fight to bring out the healthy in me. It's not about being skinny or paper thin, it's a life fight that I'm going to win.
***If you are new to my blog Sasha is what I've named my excess weight...I've been blogging daily since Jan 4th, so you will have to backtrack to read the Sasha humor from the beginning.*** Thank you for your support!!!
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