Stacey Wells

I Need To Take Back Control So I was posting a screen shot from my new Noom app to put in my iPhone album for my family to see. I like to post pictures of what’s going on in my life to show my friends and family who are far away. I started doing it when my kids were babies to share their development with far away people that I love. This is how my social media really started. When I really started blogging again, I meant to post something every week. But then I quickly realized that I don’t always have ideas to post that often, and/or my depression or anxiety sends me into a downward swoop where I isolate. So I won’t be posting every week, but hopefully when I do, the posts will be more meaningful for me if for no one else. Thank you for reading my blog posts. I hope that they’ll be interesting or helpful to someone else on their journey, or maybe they will just be a log of my life for my kids to read later, when they are not teenagers anymore and interested. “Noom. I’m almost 200lbs and it’s scared the out of me. My depression and happy complacency with my life now has a weird combination of “lalala I don’t see you health”, until my plantar fasciitis is really hurting my foot (200lbs will do that), I can’t see my lower belly (read: hoohoo) unless I compress my lungs and hold my breath, and there are folds in my skin that get chafed and raw if I don’t take careful care of them. (Underboob rash, etc.) Time to get serious…my Noom coach, Elizabeth, seems really nice but I’m not sure she’s quite prepared for the reality of me. Depression. Anxiety. Eating disorder? (Binging alone on wine and fats…is that a thing?) Weirdly enough I am so happy right now with my life: all of my kids are amazing, funny, good hearted, healthy, happy humans; my partner is the absolute best possible match for me. I love my job and my boss, Alisa, in particular, is patient and trusting and amazingly supportive. She trusts me to get my job done without hovering or micromanaging which works perfectly for me when I’m sitting at my desk and just can’t wrap my head around anything. This note seems to have turned into a blog post, so I’ll put it there. Thanks to all of you, for supporting and loving me. Even if we don’t talk or see each other often, I love you.” https://mylifeoutsidemycomfortzone.wordpress.com/2019/01/12/i-need-to-take-back-control/