So I'm not perfect

But then again who is.  If I were perfect I wouldn't need support from my friends and family or a diet for that matter.  I wouldn't over emote, I would be able to settle down and do all my work in a timely fashion, I would like my child every minute of every day (I love her no matter what but sometimes she is hard to like) and I wouldn't be struggling with my life.  But I'm not and I am.  Life changing things are hard.  If they weren't everyone would do it and we would all be happy and content in our lives.  There would be no jealousy or pettiness, people would be nice to each other all the time.  That my friends is not the real world.  People are mean.  They can be rude and selfish.  They can be demanding.  I am learning, albeit slowly, to stand up for me.  To ask for what I need to function.  To ask for things that I want and not to be afraid.  If you don't ask, you won't get .  I coming to realize that what I am searching for is self acceptance.  nothing more.....I want to be able to look myself in the mirror and say I love you.  i can do it to my husband.  I can do it for my daughter.  I can do it for my family and my friends.....but I can't do it for myself.   I am going to be less of a doormat.  None of this trying stuff.  I am no longer going to try to do things....I am just gonna get'er done.  When I feel like I can't do that, I am going to look myself in the mirror and say I love you, carry on, this is the right path.  Can't you tell??  I know it is because it feels impossible.  I know that this is just a diet....doesn't mean it can't be the path to self discovery right??  I feel like I am doing well.  My skin is all icky jiggly and soft and squishy so even though I am not seeing the results on my scale, I can feel the results.  I tell myself good job, well done at the end of every day that I stay on track.  I can't wait for my Vegas vacation.