So it's two days until the new year, a new decade, a new me. I know everyone has this whole new year new me crap. It's all bullshit. No one commits to significant change for themselves even if it's going to help them in the long run. But I'm at the point in my life where if I don't change I'm going to die. Maybe not in the next year or two but I'd definitely not live a long life. Not really sure why this is a shocker, it shouldn't be by the way I've treated my body the past 35 years.
So I've decided changes need to happen. I need to start eating better. Less fast food, less soda, less coffee. More exercise. More and better quality sleep. Better self care.
2019 taught me so much I"m not going to bore you with the gritty details but the thing I learned most of all is just how strong I really am. As my mentor has said, "You went through Hell, brother. But you've really turned it around." And I agree with every word. I combated it with legal drugs, loud music, an amazing wife and sheer willpower.
Christmas came and went. We cooked and had my mom up at our house. She was so happy when we gave her the laptop she jumped up and hugged both of us. I went to her house the following Saturday and got her Wifi and laptop set up and she was ecstatic. It breaks my heart to see her suffering like she is. I don't know what I can do that I haven't already done to help her. I've tried to set her up with as much success as possible. Give her the tools to cook for herself, give her technological comforts, check on her regularly, but aside from moving her in, which isn't an option based on previous experience, I am lost trying to figure out what I can do. I'll talk more about therapy in tomorrow's post.
