My mind is battling. Part
wants health. The other wants to want to. Twenty years ago I said I don’t want
to smoke and I never did again. I know I can do what I intend. I could publicly
declare that the emotional eating is over and would thereby be accountable.
That’s when the debate begins. Do I have enough resources to end the old, out
of shape, overweight and depressed person I’ve become since Kim died?
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