I remember feeling confident, even at a weight that was not ideal, on a not so great hair day. I know that I had days when I walked into the office in my black boots and turned more than one head. I used to run meetings with no problem and always know what to say [...]

Filed under: Bipolar, Breakfast at Tiffanys, stress

I found measurements that I took back in August, and the ones I have today are exactly the same. 40, 34, 40. It’s slightly disheartening but at the same time I have to remember that I was about the same weight at the time. I have been up and down a little since then. This [...]

Filed under: Breakfast at Tiffanys, boots, punching bag