I knew this morning when my button popped off my pants that change had to transpire like right NOW! I’m so sick of everyone else being my excuse. So sick of every disorder being the reason for weight gain. So tired of being tired. I’ll be 29 next week and I am right back to the same ole, unhappy, overweight self that I once was. And who is to blame but myself. If there is something around me that stresses me to the point to gain weight, then the only one to blame for holding on to it is myself. I’m ready for change and nobody can stop me. Next exit please.