Heartbreak
I haven't been here in a while. I have really been avoiding it. And I don't think anyone really reads anymore. Most of my favorite bloggers don't write anymore. As far as my weight goes, I'm actually really doing okay. Considering everything I've been going through and having a 6 month old baby, I can't believe I haven't turned to emotional eating. It just isn't my outlet anymore. I find joy in my baby boy, in the love of my friends and family, in knowing I'm bettering myself...instead of one bite after another of food. The last 5 months have been hell. One fight after another lead Mr. Banker to threaten to move out almost daily. The breaking point came when I saw a text message between him and a woman he cheated on me with while I was pregnant. I was done. I am done. I'm done being played for a fool. I'm done being anyone's doormat. I'm done giving everything I have to someone and receiving little or noth...