Whore

Last night it was pointed out to me, that I am an attention whore.  What the fu… Did I just call myself a whore.  Yes, yes I did.  But you say “Amy, maybe you should be called an attention slut because whores get paid?” Well actually things like this blog, make me money, and this blog gets me attention, therefor qualifying me as an official attention whore.  Whoo hoo!  The “whoo hoo” is for the money not being a whore.

Pay attention to me already LOL

Here is what I diagnosed about myself last night (during the hours of 3am and 7am).  I was in a neglectful marriage for 15yrs (to be fair only about 10 yrs seemed to be neglectful) and I neglected myself (you know, the whole let's be a great big fatty deal) for about the same amount of time.  So now I want attention!! Lots of a attention!!!  And I have tons of attention to give. 10 freakin years worth!! 

Ok I am glad you are all here to share this with, and to give me more attention.  Holy crap, I may be damaged goods at this point and beyond repair.

Alright I need to go work (at my real job) and make more money.  Not because money will solve any of my issues but because it might pay for therapy.  Or, that way I can afford the physical therapy which I will need after I run about 35+ miles this weekend.  Running is still the only way I can think clearly most days.  You will also find me the next week doing not stop insanity workouts mixed with major core work. Why?  Because I am still trying to make up for the 10 yrs of neglect on my body too.

Anyways, I just thought I would share with you the fact that I may be gorging myself on attention.  For now it’s going to make my life difficult and some other people’s lives too.  I apologize in advance.  I really will try to stop my whoring ways. LOL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EM9NYhIglDA