New Year . . . New Me

Every year, during the month of January, everyone talks about change.

It is a cliche, and often the "changes" are done, and old habits have resumed before the month even ends.

That is why I cringe at even writing this post.

However, for awhile now, something has been very unsettled in my soul:

I am not Happy with Me. 

Now, that does not mean I don't like anything about myself.

Quite the contrary, as I do like most things about me.

Things I like:

My eyes,

My hair,

The fact that I am never afraid to speak my opinion, 

My obnoxious laugh and loud voice, 

My smile, 

The fact I am tough enough to be in law school, 

etc.

And I love my friends more than anything, and they like me,

so clearly I am not half bad.  

But there is one thing that I LOATHE about myself, 

and that is my body.

(it was hard for me to find pictures as examples, because I try to take as many "face only" pics as possible)

This is really hard for me to say that and put it out there.  

It seems too negative and I have always thought that if I don't draw attention

to my weight and body problems, then no one will notice

(Yeah, right!! Get your head out of the sand!)

I am forcing myself to be extremely honest and real in this blog post, because once

I have put this out there, I can't take it back.

I have to do something about it.

And I have come to that point that I have often heard you must come to before real change occurs:

I CANNOT GO ON DOING WHAT I HAVE BEEN DOING AND BE HAPPY AT THE SAME TIME.

My only option now is change.  

I do have a plan, and I will write further blog posts in the coming days detailing my plan

(part of the plan is to blog the experience, for acountability!)