Just for today, I will practice my acceptance. Accepting that I not only feel fat, but the fact that I am fat. My body is telling me so. I can't argue, it doesn't do any good. My chiropractor says he never met anyone who was so in tune with their body.
I also have to accept that I shouldn't have ate the third strudel. Two was bad, but it was my lunch. The third was my justified dessert. LOL! Can't get away with denial any how! or is that "any hoo!" Doesn't matter, my stomach is complaining and I am a bit short of breath, so you know that anything that follows but is BS.
I also have to accept I am old. Even if people don't think I look my age, I have to accept that my birthday is coming up and I am not only getting older, I am old.
When I hit 65, I was no longer disabled, even though I had been on it for 15 years. Now that I am going to be 76, over 10 years more, I must be really old.
Acceptance is the key to all my problems in today.
