The older you get, the harder it is to lose weight

In my twenties, it was easy to lose weight. Just cut down on food for a week, minus any exercise, and the weight just dropped off.

In my thirties, it was easy too. Just had to starve yourself from all the yummy stuff, including booze, and in ten days the weight would be gone.

But when you hit 40, not only is your eyesight getting from bad to worse, but so is your waistline.

No matter how hard I try; exercise, sit-ups, watching my diet, even to the extend of writing in a food journal everything I put into my mouth; and the bloody weight is just so hard to lose. I totally hate this part.

My tummy looks bloated as if I was five months pregnant. And every darn pants I slipped into looked like I have tree trunks for legs. And don't even mention the ass.

So to the rescue, is some diet pills sold by GNC. Today is the fifth day, I've taken them. Will have to see, if I notice anything soon. Holding my breath for a miracle here.

One crazy year has gone by

More than a year has passed by since I last wrote my true thoughts.

I left everything within me, carrying a huge baggage. And it's time to de-clutter and get rid of the excess.

Reading back my blog posts, I seemed to have changed too. Life has a way at catching you off-guard when you are having so much fun, and throwing you in the deep. Swim or drown, you decide.

But most importantly, you have survived.

My journey was unpleasant and challenging, but I've learnt so much about myself and other people. It's when you are in trouble that you know who your true friends are, and I must say it that you need your family.

You must appreciate your family, and your true friends, and let them know that too. Because let me tell you, when you are down, they are the ones always there for you. It can be time consuming and draining to be with someone who is going through a trauma in life. So, I'm grateful to my family and close friends.

I'm dealing with what has happened, a day at a time.

Most people deal with one trauma at a time. But me being me, when it rained, not only did it pour, it freaking flooded.

If I can go though such life-wrenching drama, anyone else can. Because guess what? We are so much stronger than we give ourselves credit for.

Love and peace xxx