Not having that numbing alcohol in me has made me realize I was a slave.
I started drinking a wine bottle a day about five years ago, I was looking to numb the problems I had at the time.
I had a beautiful figure and I did not want to loose that
So.......I would step up my exercise program so the extra calories would not show, it worked, until I became too fatigued to keep up with the exercise,
So.......I started working an extra job, figured that would give me no time to drink........But.....instead I drank latter in the night and went to sleep.....gaining more weight.
Then.......my clothes sizes started to go up.......So I started to eat less.......the buzz was better.....but when drunk I was strarving so I ate mindlessly.
So.......I figured I would not drink unless I exercise........I would burn 600 calories on the treadmill and enjoy that bottle at night......and on and on the madness went.
All for what???? As I drink less the bloated look is giving way to that beautiful figure that lies underneath, to cheekbones that were hidden and facial features I have not seen in years.
Our amazing body is so forgiving, I can just imagine what my poor liver has been through.
I am now angry, good and angry at alcohol, because I have been a slave for too long.
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