Every single member of my household thinks I will fail in my 72 hour fast. I'm weak. I don't know what I'm doing. I eat too much garbage. My wife and my two kids think I am too weak of an individual lacking the mental fortitude of being able to make a decision not to eat anything for longer than 24 hours, let alone 72.
At least now I understand the reality that my family thinks I am a loser. That I am weak. That I can't accomplish goals.
What the hell?
I am hugely disappointed in the lack of support and the perception that I am a loser. Like I'm some sort of incapable imbecile. None of them are in my court. None of them believe in me. They expect me to fail.
I have one more meal today. I will eat again on Thursday. Prepared with electrolyte supplements without sugar or flavor starting on Tuesday and water starting tomorrow.
I am lion. Hear me roar.
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