07/23/2018

The scale.

You know how some people can have a drink and stop at one, and alcoholics are baffled by this?

This is “my drink” —> the scale. .

The scale tells me if I’m good enough. The scale reassures the negative talk that runs trough my head when 3 numbers roll out.

My battle with this thing without a brain started when I was 12- and for the past two years I haven’t set foot on it. I have turned around at doctors appointments, and I made sure to take the batteries out before taking this picture, because I am still not “mind-set- healthy” battle mode ready right now to sink into that hole again.

Some people may call me crazy, and that’s cool- because everyone has their own crazy and This may not be yours-

But, in my day to Day journey, I struggle with this one.

And since I’m in the midst of a “battle”—I thought I would share it with you all. .

I keep repeating, “this is ONE number that defines the pull here I have on earth.”

Some other reportable numbers—

Blood pressure, 02 saturation and pulse are all within healthy limits.

Some other numbers, I gave my husband 6 smooches today, my daughter 14 hugs and sent out one package to a dear friend.

These are numbers that matter more to me. Until another day, thanks for listening.