My next weight loss appointment is one week from today. I’m conflicted emotionally.
On the one hand I can’t wait to get over the next hurdle and be one step closer to the finish line.
On the other hand, I’m scared shitless. I’m going to be meeting with the doctor who is going to carve up my innards. I mean, it’s terrifying!
So far the drive to move forward is stronger than the fear. I need to keep it that way. For the rest of my life.