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The One Without a Title

It's been almost 6 months since I last posted and things have significantly changed...

About 2 weeks ago, Michael and I decided to go our separate ways. A decision that is for the best and I wish him nothing but happiness. But, with any relationship, comes the lessons and growth of moving on. I could say so many negative things but that would only show bad character and prove nothing so I just pick up and grow.

In my last post, I mentioned the upcoming 3-0 and how nervous I am about it. See, when I was in my early twenties I envisioned something completely different when I got to this point and I think the hardest part is accepting my current reality. It's not bad, just different than I thought it would be. So, instead of marriage and children, I'm focusing on independence and success. My current goal is to be completely happy and content with every aspect of my life, basically that cliche of falling in love with yourself. Of course, I still want romance and a family but it is not in the plan of the good Lord right now.

A huge change for me as of recent is committing to a new fitness regimen. My sister started doing the 80 day obsession by Beachbody, she tried to get me to do it at the beginning of the year but I wasn't in the right place mentally to do it. She got amazing transformation results so I decided to start it about a month ago. The trainer is 100% about self care and mental health. As most of you know, I have anxiety related to OCD and mental health is obviously important to me. This program has changed so much about me mentally and physically. One of her quotes during the workout is "you can do hard things", this hits home for sure for me. Changing my mindset this last month has saved me a lot of grieve and I am still learning how to take care of myself.

For some reason, mental health isn't a popular subject among our current society. I despise that you are sometimes viewed as strange since you admit to having anxiety. Everyone has some sort of anxiety and until I had a personal fight with it, I thought it was a made up thing. Working out everyday and having this goal at the end of 80 days has created a new confidence for me. It isn't easy to pack up and move again, it is really tough leaving the familiarity of a routine and structure, leaving a dog and a child. But the outlet I chose was this program. I do have bad moments where I beat myself up a bit but then I will see progress and I become "obsessed" with my journey. I know this is all so corny but for me, it has helped tremendously.

The future is looking promising; I love the job I am at, living in a healthy and supportive environment, and I am working on the most important project of my life, me. I will be posting more and documenting my journey going forward. I am going to become a Beachbody coach soon and really have confidence in the company and the goals they are looking to achieve. Looking forward to positive results, stay tuned!



..xobb

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