The beginning

This is the beginning of a journey that I expect to take the rest of my life.  At 33 years old, I effectively lived my life as a zombie.  No, not the type to feed on your brains, but I was shuffling without direction and no emotion.  I lived in a fog for years, a fog that dulled my sense and left me emotionally stunted.  I had no passion or appreciation for life.  I was depressed, morbidly obese and well on my way to an early grave.

This began to change in October 2011 when my wife convinced me to see a therapist.  As I said, I was emotionally stunted and most definitely not someone to cry, especially not in front of others.  I found myself sitting down in a chair in the therapist's office and I was crying like a baby before he finished his first sentence.  That's an embarrassing thing for me to say and it was shameful at the time.  When I regained composure we talked about a number of issues in my life.  During that discussion I had a cathartic moment that released a flood of emotions, passion, and a new drive for life.  I knew I had to capitalize on this moment and hold on to these new feelings.

For several months I dealt with strictly my emotions and realizations about various parts of my life.  I had been without hobbies and friends for so long that I forgot what it was like to appreciate people and activity.  Now I'm trying to take a greater hold of life.  I enjoy time with the few friends who stuck around.  I am recognizing my health habits are horrible and need serious adjustment.  I just began working to change my diet and exercise regimen.  These aren't short-term changes, I am implementing changes for life and its going to be a tough transition.  I have a long way to mentally and physically and I invite you to join me in this journey.  Come back and comment, I would love the encouragement and any advice you could offer.