Hi, I've been a part of 3 fat chicks since 2011, but I floated on and off. I had my son in late 2012, lost 60 lbs and have since gained 25 of it back in the last year. Mostly due to binge eating and depression relating to constant arguments with my fiancÚ (father of my son, too). I'm also a theater major at a college and am so very busy. (Most of us are super busy) Anyway, I think I've come to the realization that my fiancÚ and I are incredibly different people who honestly shouldn't have had a kid together.
For example, he wants us both to work and I want to be a SAHM. I firmly believe in some parenting principles; while he is angry that during my pregnant I thought one parenting technique would work and then I changed my mind when I actually had my son. We never are happy together. The only time we laugh together is when our son is being his adorable self. My son is the only reason I still get up for the day.
I do not do well on typical medications. I've had awful reactions in some way, shape or form on even the smallest dose. The ironic thing is that I did feel much better when I exercised last year, but I can't bring myself to start, even though I know what types I like, etc. I can't stop eating during the day. I know with the way I'm going I'll keep climbing the scale.
I've been doing well the last few days with not drinking pepsi (a weakness), so I'm hoping that will lead to more changes. But I don't think I will be happy unless my relationship changes with my fiancÚ. I wanted it to work with all my heart and now I don't know what to do. Our rent renewal is coming up in June and I have the choice to move back in with family and I'm agonizing.
I guess I needed to write to get this off my chest. Thank you for reading. <3