I cannot maintain a proper diet.
My self-control and discipline have always been lacking. It isn’t the hunger–I rarely feel that.
It isn’t the small portions or vegetables.
It is cheeseburgers and French fries with catsup. It is chocolate cheesecake, pepperoni pizza and fried chicken.
These foods soothe my soul, and keep me fat.
The last time I checked my blood pressure, the cuff tightened, then exploded.
I haven’t had a date since Bush was president. I ask myself, do you want to be a lonely blimp on the verge of a heart attack, or do you want to be thin, in a relationship, and have a life that is wonderful?