(sorry no poems yet). I have been conversing with a friend and will soon be going to therapy and got to thinking so i hope nobody minds if i just babble alittle, and this may be something you've all realized before but the best way for me tounderstand things is to write so here goes.
i have been stuck all of these years. Stuck with my weight, stuck with my relationships with my family, stuck with my guilt from early life things that happened. Stuck and no way out. This surgery is my way out. In a way it's like stepping out into the sunshine after a long illness. I am not there yet but i imagine that's what it could be compared to. i am finally doing what is good for ME. Not what my family wants, not what my friends want, not what society wants but what i want. So i have to say GOOD FOR ME!
Actually let's all say it ok - GOOD FOR US!
I want to thank you all for sharing this journey with me. it's an exciting time in my life and i am learning about the me under all of this fat, and i have to say that i couldn't have had better friends than you all.
Everybody give yourself a (((HUG))) and a pat on the back.
(i think that the poem bandit is sulking in the corner cause i didn't give the key board over. she's not good at spur of the moment stuff anyways.