Day 231 of 365
Tonight was Hallmark Movie Night with my Mom and during the course of the movie she asked me if I had walked today, and I answered honestly. Yes, I walked back and forth between Mouse Gear and the trailer three times; of course she meant here at home, and I did not. I know she is afraid that I will end up failing, but if I did, which I won't be, it would not be her failure it would be mine. I know she wants the best for me and I want the best for myself as well, but it is my battle, not hers. My best friend treats me that way as well. That if I fail it is some reflection on him, but I am the one that chooses whether I walk or not, or if I eat a fatty cheeseburger or nachos or chocolate. They can't see it as their mistakes that they made when I am the one that, in their eyes, failed. I believe so many of us go through those feelings with people we love and care about. Maybe if I had been a better parent my child wouldn't have turned to alcohol and drugs. Maybe if ...