After a whole month, I think I have the hang of this.

I have discovered something amazing, which many many little people take for granted. Shoulder bones. The ones that are just underneath the neck, sometimes horizontal. I don't know if they are called shoulder bones. Probably not. Collarbones? I think thats it. But seriously, I am beginning to become attached. Because this time last year, I would have sworn that I was not actually born with them. But, as this heath thing gets better and better, I can see them. And I like them.
I need to reveal something. I have been eating well for one week and one day. That sounds strange, seeing as if one month ago, I was contemplating fitting into a bikini by Christmas. But my idea was with a quick fix diet, which is not really safe for long term. And then I went on my roller coaster of absurdity, which has finally come to a halt.
So, what changed?
First of all, I know it has been a week. One week and one day, precisely. I know its too early to be saying anything much, but I firmly, truly, amazingly believe that I have finally hit the nail on the head.
Right. Positivity. Rule one.
This might sound corny, and believe me, I think its almost ridiculous. But its helping, and thats what I can count on it for. Its my Belief Board. A small canvas, readily available to write down my positive thoughts on it. I am waiting for it to become a messy collaboration of sentimental goodness, and I know that that time will come. But for now, written in the middle is 'I believe that...', and then I write down positive statements about this "Health Gain." For example, one says "I will live to see myself a size ten". Another, in the words of Adam Lambert, "I am a sure fire winner." It sounds weird, the entire thing. But writing is what I do. Things seem more real when they are written down.
Another thing is, I have managed to rid from my head the idea of calling my change a 'diet'. It is especially hard to do, when living in a society that seems to diet every second day, but I believe that it is a lifestyle change. I am happy, because I am free from it.
My body isn't supposed to change in a week. After years of crap stuff forced into my frame, its not supposed to go away quickly. I have come to realize this. And I am happy taking care of me.

Happy, happy, happy.