So here I am. Again. Trying to lose weight after an especially trying time in my life. Staring at my scale morning after morning. The numbers have been creeping up slowly but surely, and up till now I've managed to very carefully ignore the feeling of dread.
Brief weight history:
Fall 2003 - I enter college at 150 lbs. I think I'm fat, gross, and am in the full throes of an eating disorder. Oh, how I long for this weight again :/
Spring 2004 - After one year at college, I have ballooned up to 190 lbs due to lack of exercise, proper nutrition, and sleep.
Spring 2006 - I enter into a relationship with my then boyfriend at a weight of 210 lbs.
Somewhere in between - I peak at my highest weight of 250 lbs.
Spring 2009 - I leave my boyfriend due to his infidelity. Weight one week before leaving him is 248 lbs. Weight one week after leaving him is 225 lbs. I lost 20 lbs in two weeks due to not eating b/c of depression. I start dating my best friend shortly thereafter and fall in love and ignore my weight.
Spring 2010 - Specifically two days ago, I hit my highest weight since leaving my ex of 240 lbs and realize what I've been doing for an entire year
So now I'm depressed and trying desperately to stay positive. I've started a new blog, one that I will use honestly to notate my progress.
*sigh* So I'm back. Again. Hello, everyone.