Kelly finally took pity on me, for my seeming inability to get metamucil, and bought me some. I'm farting up a storm and I have not had any near misses where I thought I was gonna shit my pants, but I'm also not at the point that I'm feeling comfortable either. Basically, I'm still full of shit!
Today I realized that even though it's going to be important to be gentle with myself this week, it's also important that I do the best I can food wise. The cleaner I'm eating, the clearer I'll be about what I want to say on Friday. With that in mind, I was able to eat a good healthy salad among all the other crap I ate today.
I'm still OK...full of shit and crap, but still OK!
Love, elly
Just acknowledge that some personality traits ain't ever gonna change. I think it's a genetic thing. :)
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