About two years ago, this month, I started down a path. One full of ups and down. Hard work. Harder thoughts. Life changes. Painful joints, and even more painful memories.
I decided, two septembers ago, that I was tired of being unhealthy. I was tired of being fat. I was tired of hurting all the time. I was tired of my life.
So I changed it.
I started exercising. I started watching what I ate. I started seeing a therapist.
I started ripping the walls of my life down, brick by bloody brick.
Change hurts. It comes slow.
I weighed 505 pounds when I started. I was a size 58 pant. I was huge. I was gross.
I was dying.
Inside, I was broken. Running from my childhood. Never getting away from it, but not dealing with it either. I drank too much. I ate too much. I ignored too much.
So I started seeing someone. She helped me face myself. It hurt. A lot.
Today, I weigh 345 pounds. I’m a size 46 waist. I face myself daily. I’m in love with a beautiful, smart, funny woman, and she’s in love with me.
I feel ok. I feel awake and alive.
It takes time, but it can get better.
Ever forward. Peace and love.
Various worldwide VHS artworks for Invasion of Astro-Monster (1965), mostly from Toho Kingdom.