My body has been screaming at me to get fit. Eat better, do better. And I have been ignoring it. The aches and pains, the lethargy, the headaches.
However fear and shame keep me from doing it. Why am I so afraid to leave my house in the mornings and just go for a walk? Why do I endlessly worry about what my family will say and think?
One minute I feel pride for the small changes I make every day, and then the switch flips and I feel sadness and dismay because I am not doing enough.
When will it get easier?