I joined Weight Watchers again today. Writing really hasn’t been good for my health, and I’m desperate for help.

Between the rollercoaster emotions brought on my rejections and acceptances (a death sentence for an emotional eater) and the HOURS I find myself stuck in front of a computer, things have been bad.

I’m not trying to look like anyone here. I’m not stupid enough to think that people actually look like magazine models (heck, the models don’t even look like those pictures). But I can be healthier than I am…if I could just stick with it.

I’m not going to lie – I want to look nice. But I also want to be healthy BEFORE I start having kids. And since my hubby’s battle with cancer, I get frustrated when I let myself put such toxic foods into my mouth without hesitation.

I did great on WW last summer, but when the school year hit, I fell apart. And as I’ve put more time into my writing, I’m sitting a lot more, which usually means I’m eating more. Ugh.

This is a real battle for me. I know lots of people struggle with it, but it mocks me. Grrr. I don’t want to fight with this forever…I know it can be beaten. I just hope I’m one of the people who can beat it.