Need solid foods. says the head not the stomach
No one said this would be easy.
Affirmation: I love my thighs. My skin is beautiful. My organs are healthy and powerful.
Prayer: May I know in my heart that I am precious, worthy, and divine (aka fabulous). When I act from my own divinity, anything I do is enough. <–paraphrased
One minute, one moment.
I didn’t expect it to be easy.
I didn’t expect it to be this hard.
Day 2. Things start to breakdown. The cravings are back. The bloat is down.
Its a mental game now, all in my head. My body is well-nourished and so is my soul. Perhaps this is an upper limit problem.
Its not our weaknesses that scare us the most, right?
What happens if I step into my full potential?
…if I lose those last few pounds?
…if I come into my own and fully be/live/experience/influence/change/shift my world and those in it?
Bring on the fear, the detox symptoms.
I got this. Right…?