There, I said it. Change is scary. Living in the status quo is so much easier. My body, my mind, my heart, all are telling me that I need to make some life-style changes but I don’t know how. Maybe because I know that as soon as I do take baby steps
my skeptical husband will once again knock down my tenuous balance with a few well placed barbs. To him they would be ‘observations,’ or ‘truth’ and a reminder of earlier failures. So, rather than take that cold plunge, I hide and play it safe.
And what’s so astonishing is that I was able to give up smoking without any support. In fact the very opposite of support. I still lived with my parents who continued to blow smoke in my face even though they knew I was working on quitting. There were ashtrays and cigarettes everywhere, and still I managed.
Tell me. How do you make changes for yourself in a family setting when you don’t expect support? Do give me some feedback here. I really need it!