Holy hell this few months has been crazy! From start of January to now I have been on survival mode. Have you ever had that happen where life kicks you down so hard that the only thing you are able to do is wake up.
I have been still doing well on my weightloss. I started at 138.6kg and today I am at 134.5kg. So I am happy about that.
On January 17th, 4 years ago I think my father passed away and it wrecked my life.. so this time of year is already harder for me. This year my mother had to undergo a major back surgery and she is also a recovering drug addict. These things don't really mix... She in the midst of her pain prior to the surgery overdosed on medications... we almost lost her and for those of you who have read a bit about me know i'm an immigrant from America that moved to Sweden about 2 years ago. It's so hard to watch life burn over in my home country and watch my family go up in flames and not be able to go home due to it being unsafe back home and in process of waiting for extension to live here... Ma didn't want me to come home after her surgery to help even if i could since she wouldnt be in the greatest of shape and I respected her wishes..
I've missed a crazy amount of class not being able to focus and my mental health being so bad that forgetting to eat and take care of myself on every level became an issue. I'm pulling myself out of the dark one step at a time. Hopefully I can start writing here again. Although a weekly blog i have found out isnt for me and nor is tracking my weightloss it didnt bring me joy so I would rather sit here and write whats on my heart and mind instead of writing about my daily stuff. xD