For months I blamed my plan for feeling blah. I was hitting protein, sleeping okay, and keeping up with my routine, but every Friday I’d turn down invites and then sit home feeling sorry for myself. Last weekend I made myself go to a friend’s birthday, ate what fit, laughed for two hours, and came home actually happy. Not a scale win at all. It made me realize my routine got so tight that I built a tiny life around it. I’m trying to add one social thing each week before I decide the whole journey is miserable. Has anyone else had to loosen the routine to feel like a person again?
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