Steps in recovery

August 25, 2007

I sometimes think I need something to be obsessed about.

I had a non-diet friendly lunch today, but while eating it, knowing I probably shouldn’t, or in the least not regularly, I decided that I’m never going to be able to be perfect with what I am eating. Ever.

And to me, accepting that I am not perfect is easier–and more important–than beating myself up all of the time over my flaws. I’d otherwise never have enough time for anything else in life. (Like breathing.)

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