HOLY SHIT!!!

Sorry… not sorry.

I honestly cannot believe how far I have come in such a short amount of time.

My fasting blood sugar was 156 this morning.

156!!!

For those of you who have been following along, you know how big that is for me.

For anyone new — when I started the 365 Days of Me journey, my blood sugars were in the 400s.

I think what amazes me the most is… it wasn’t as hard as I told myself it would be and I have done it on my own, without medication.

I had built this huge story in my head — strict discipline, giving up every convenience, constantly cooking, constantly cleaning, always doing dishes. (And yes… the dishes alone felt overwhelming.)

My system was so overloaded I didn’t have the capacity to face it. The change felt bigger than me.

Then one morning I just said: enough.

If I want to be here to watch my grandkids grow up — if I want them to actually remember me — something had to change.

I’ve done the 365 Days of Me journey before.
It helped pull me out when I was at rock bottom once already.

And honestly… I found myself there again.

So I decided to trust it one more time and see if it would work again.

Two months in, my blood sugar is close to normal.
So close.

My body doesn’t hurt anymore.
I’m sleeping better.
My mind is calmer.
And I am genuinely shocked at my progress.

I’m celebrating my strength.
And I’m grateful I still have a future.

But let me be real…

Change feels scary the minute it actually starts working.

Because now you can’t live in denial anymore. Your eyes are open. You realize this isn’t a temporary fix — this is a life change. A forever change.

And that’s the part nobody talks about.

But then something shifts.

You realize you don’t want to go back.

You want to keep going.
You want to see how far you can go.
You want that life you’ve been picturing in your head.

And then it hits you…

You’re not at the end of the journey.

You’re at the beginning.

And the excitement comes back — because you finally understand it isn’t as impossible as you once believed.

What you hoped for?

It’s actually possible.

I’m not fixed. I’m not finished.
But for the first time in a long time… I trust where I’m going.

Journaling Prompts

1. The Evidence Prompt
What is one small piece of evidence in your life right now that change is already happening — even if you’re afraid to trust it yet?

2. The Identity Prompt
What version of yourself are you slowly becoming that the “old you” would be surprised by?

3. The Honest Fear Prompt
If things actually do work out for you this time… what part of that feels scary?