I need to sleep.Tomorrow, I start at a new school.
In third grade.
And I can't wait.
Not the point.
I wanted to once again say:
My inbox was flooded once again.
With beautiful emails and messages.
Thank you for reaching out.
I'm slowly working through them now.
To the 6 marriage proposals,
I'm just dating right now.
But thank you.
Remember when my show first aired this summer, and some of you said this:
"I have to say you are the ONLY contestant that I have seen who is totally unlikeable. A half marathon after two weeks? Seriously? I call bullshit on that. Usually I root for everyone on this show but I just think Jami is a big cry baby and a non likeable contestant."
And I felt strengthened by your unkindness.
Because I knew it wasn't true.
And all the people that called me whiney.
Ugly was my favorite.
Because I really wanted to talk to those people.
The voices in my head have been calling me that my entire life.
I was prepared for those people.
Because my own wounded voice, says the same thing.
All the time.
But this airing was different.
So much love.
Kindness and amazing stories of YOUR weight loss.
Thank you for sharing.
And for believing in someone you just watched on TV.
As I've eased back in real life.
I am reminded.
That I am still a work in progress.
Someone emailed me about the fact that I really needed therapy.
Of all the things that the show left out.
The most important was my sister Jen.
The second most important.
Was my therapist.
Who I still work with.
In real life.
But a lot of it was getting help.
For a lot of issues.
And Issues around food.
And people pleasing.
Not so much on being adopted.
Because being adopted.
My family is AWESOME.
Even my moms are AWESOME.
Crazy as all get out.
But I wanted you to know.
And thanks for the love.