I Don’t Just Do It For My Kids Anymore

“I feel like I’ve been saying this to myself over and over again lately. It’s tough keeping on, keeping on when you don’t know what you are keeping on for. 
But somehow I get up, get dressed and get my sorry ass out the door each morning. I do it not just for my kids, but for me. There was a time when I kept going for everyone around me, but that was pointless because eventually people, places and things change. 
So today, I get up, get dressed, stick to my meal plan and continue my path of recovery…for me. It’s the only way I know now.”

Judy Monk, NYC