Fireball ice cream is one of my favorite flavors. There is something quite nostalgic about it. It reminds me of the fireballs we would gather our nickels to buy from the store for 5 cents as a kid. This ice cream has pieces of cinnamon candy in it. My love for the ice cream turned into something that wasn’t healthy for me when I started eating it by the pint. Not every day. But a couple times a week. This picture was taken on 10.31.16
By this time, my son had just turned a year old and I was weighing in at over 300lbs. My addiction to this ice cream was short lived because I remember eating 3 in a week, and not being able to fully understand how bad I had gotten. I started reading more and more tips about wellness in general. I was so depressed that I just ate my feelings. I had fallen into this role of being much more than I had ever been before. I mean, I was a step-mom…had just had a child…great-grandmother had just died…friend from high school died of cancer…it was so much that I held inside of me. And not to mention my relationship was in shambles. I had lost the desire to keep track of what was happening.
So when that day came that I looked at the ice cream and noticed I didn’t desire it anymore; it was interesting. I said it about the ice cream, and eliminated it. I was able to work through this transformation by incorporating my Mantras, Affirmations and Mottos into my everyday life. I would say them aloud. There is no reason to be tight-lipped and not have this out in the open. I didnt want to be ashamed of what I was going through. I was in a chapter. I needed to figure out the meaning of the chapter so I can learn, and learn a lesson. Now I can teach because I have overcome that milestone. See what I’m saying? Subconsciously I was hooked on the ice cream…overabundantly.
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