Hi. I have been hiding of sorts I guess. More from myself and reality than anything else. I went through a down cycle in my bi-polar disorder and a rough patch in my marriage, followed by a minor head injury and a bit over a week in bed, and reverted back to my self-medicating ways. I started feeling a little bit better, and got on the scale to see how much damage had been done.
that was a cold dose of reality if there ever was one.
I'm not going to make grand promises of overnight improvement or perfect weight loss or anything like that. That's only setting myself up for failure. Instead I"m only going to say that I am getting to a point of being scared. I've not been this heavy since before I started working in the factories in 2004 and I hate it... I've got to do something more than what I have been doing. Unfortunately with the cost of daycare and lack of any openings in the factories, that's out. I just started back up with forcing myself to eat 3-4 small meals a day when I got sick, and it had been working, so I'm going to try and go back to that. I've got a case and a half of slimfast to cover breakfasts til dh gets paid again, and the kids are on an egg kick, so there's going to be alot of eggs for dinner and weekend breakfasts. I've also just about perfected my baked chicken, it's actually getting better reviews than my fried chicken
All in all, I guess we shall see. Sorry for the novel