I was a lonely kid, never quite feeling like I belonged. I was a depressed teenager, never feeling good enough for anything. I was an anxious “young adult,” battling self doubt all the time.
I’ve always been fat.
In 2009 I became a wife, an Ipock. That same year I become a Mom. We learned our son was Autistic in January, 2013.
Now I am on a journey of Ipockolypic proportions. It’s not just about the weight, it’s about finding the person I am meant to be.
Not the lonely kid I was.
Not the depressed teenager I was.
Not the anxious 20 year old I was.
I will shed more than weight.
It will be the Ipockolypse.