and here i am. the first day. almost like the first day of school. or first day of college.
difference is, no one arounds me notice something different.
the difference is in the inside.
you soo, i took a decision this past weekend. and i told my partner about it. i was crying. he was also crying a bit. he held me tight.
i told my brother. he held me tight. he cried, he is a softie.
i’ve decided, after years of struggling with my weight – and being OBESE (THERE, I SAID IT) , i am taking the only way out. gastric bypass surgery.
for my survival. and for my life. and for living.
because i wish to start living in my dirty thirties.