Some months the hormones aren't so bad and some months are horrid. This was a horrid month and I had almost a week solid where I was about to give up on thinking I could ever lose the weight. I hate those kinds of days. It's like my thinking is all clouded up and even though I know deep inside I will do it, I can't get my emotions to cooperate.
Well, as is true in every month, those days didn't come to stay - they "came to pass" and I'm so grateful for that. I am once again in my sane mind and can picture myself making it to goal. :) Glory!!!!