There are two stories I am clearly avoiding:
- The part when my father left.
- My obsession with powerlifting.
I’m sure these topics have lots in common, but the most relevant thread is this blog. I started this whole deal because I was interested in figuring out my story, looking at all the pieces, putting them in order, polishing up my testimony. I thought the hardest parts were going to be the ones about being a very fat kid, a very crazy teenager, a very fat and very crazy young adult. Turns out, those pieces came fast and easy.
I just don’t want to talk about my dad. But that’s what’s supposed to happen next.
I do want to talk about powerlifting. But that’s weird.
Here are my options:
- Quit writing altogether.
- Keep writing stupid filler posts about why I don’t write and what I’m not writing about until I get brave enough to look at the part about my dad and write that.
- Write about powerlifting.
Well then. I guess it’s decided.
Happy New Year from my Jesus loving, formerly obese, bipolar, Paleo, Montessori, Charlotte Mason, homeschooling, POWERLIFTING, mommy blog!
And my guns.