Literally No Idea What I am Doing

Look, I am going to be blunt here. Blunt and honest and completely frank. I have never, ever, openly talked about this, and honestly it is hard. But I am at a time in my life where I am recognizing the things that need to be changed and implementing plans on how to change them. So, here it goes. I am obese. I have been for as long as I can remember. When I was a teen, I was told I'd grow out of it. But I didn't. It's a problem that has plagued me my whole life. Though it may not have been a primary focus or concern, it was always there, lurking. Silent, but present. I know that I have been incredibly fortunate. I was never, as far as I recall, bullied or teased about my weight in any of the numerous places I lived and attended church. I don't even think my sister teased me about it. I have also never suffered any true adverse effects on my health because of my weight. I do not have diabetes, which I am especially thankful for due to my family history. The worst prob...

Now is the time of year when people go off on long, nostalgic rants about the ending year and the one that is eminent. They recant the things they have done, the things they have learned, and their goals for the next twelve months of their lives. This makes sense; one year is ending and another is beginning. It is a time of rebirth, starting over, and getting a clean slate. It is just like how every morning is the start of a new day, but on a bigger scale. It literally happens once a year. Overall, this past year has been mixed, as I am sure it has been for most people. There have been some goods, some bads, and some in-betweens. Should I judge the quality of the year by the events that have transpired? That does seem a bit arbitrary as very often life events are out of our control. Instead, I would perhaps prefer to critique my year based off of a quote from Parks and Recreation : “Are you better off?” Am I better off than I was a year ago? The answer is, undeniably, yes I am. ...

So this is another attempt at blogging for me. I feel like this is something I should be good at enjoy doing, but somehow I have never really given it a chance. Much like many things in my life, I have had almost zero follow through on my previous blogging attempts. How will this be different, you may be wondering? No idea except that I’m really serious about it this time. No really. No, it’s not going to be like all the other times I said I was going to do something and then never did it again. I mean it. I really do! For serious. Ahem. Anyway. Basic introduction thing in case people read this who aren't my friends or family: My name is Rebekah and this is (or will be) my blog where I panic about my life and other various things.