As the semester passed, my student-teaching mentor got more and more comfortable chatting with me, which led to her telling me details about her affair.
Apparently lots of people are insecure jerkwads who try to foil their friends' attempts to lose weight. Why am I not surprised by this?
It’s easy to get in a habit of blaming circumstances, situations and people for halting progress in our lives when in actuality, it’s that trait (or two or three) that deserves the bulk of the blame. That’s a hard pill for anybody working toward a bigger goal to swallow.