I made a mountain out of a mole hill. I kept concentrating on my weight. Oh darn, that is what I did before. I'll sleep on it. The issue is probably going to be resolved soon. And I think that there are only mild points for each side of this. I think that it's really freaking weighing on me, and it springs up to a panic attack. It's cause I made a mild mistake about it. So I think I know what I want. I want to lose weight so much it hurts. It should have been an easier decision. I should have started trying to be one with my body a long time ago. My body is a temple. I think it and I punish myself. This is probably going to be a wild outcome. One I love so much it's ridiculous. And my dumb mind told me to cool it by being so diminishing. So, I am going to try to be at 145 lbs which is the correct BMI for my height.