I'm excited to see the transformation in my sister, Candy. Life is pulling together for her. I am really proud of her for all the effort she is making. She finally got an appointment with a Psychiatrist. I've told you that she was recently been diagnosed as bi-polar. She is not stable, so her moods change often. I can't imagine feeling that way and not being able to change it. I am hopeful that her new doctor will know just what to do for her.
In the meantime, she is going to a therapist and making great strides learning all about her illness and how to manage it. She is opening up more and more everyday to others. Learning how to let go of the past and move on towards her future. It is such a joy to see the changes in her.
We haven't always liked each other. She wanted to be an only child and did not want a baby sister. She has pretty much lived her life as an only child. And all I ever wanted was to be loved by her. Seems we are both healing from our past. It has been nothing short of a miracle for us to be given this opportunity to get to know one another. I am seeing how much alike we are than I thought. We are both scared of rejection and fear of not being accepted for who we are. I can finally say that as of late, I have had an inner peace and a calmness that I have never experienced before. So this must be what feeling normal is like. My normal at least, what ever that may be.
I am feeling healed and I am seeing life a lot different than I did. Things are just working together for the good of me. I am grateful, so very grateful, indeed. My weight is finally on the move to a smaller size. I have lost four dress sizes and 45 pounds. I still have a ways to go, but I am confident that I can loose my weight. Eating has come full circle. Gone are most of my insane cravings. I don't want to eat anything that will cause me to slide. Exercise is going great. I am seeing some results from all of my hard work outs. I'm pumped.
I am going to her house to help her organize in a few weeks. Sissy was shocked since I said I would never help her again after the last time. I am back on my game as far as keeping my life organized, and I can't wait for the next challenge. Is this crazy or what?