Oh, Jennifer, your post really touched me. I am sitting here crying. I have been where you are at. I still struggle with the thoughts you having/have had. At one point, I was down to 185-190 from about 290. I ballooned back up to 313 pounds.
313 pounds! How could I do that to myself? Now, I am down to about 217, & I am dreadfully afraid of doing the same thing again. It is a constant thought in the back of my head. I'm terrified I will destroy all my efforts again. It is so very easy to do. It's hard to lose weight. It's hard to maintain weight loss. It's easy as pie to put it all back on. It takes forever to lose 20 pounds... I can gain 20 pounds in the blink of an eye.
But I don't want to do that. I feel better than I have in a long time. I can make it through an aerobics class. I can take the stairs. I don't shudder at the thought of having to park at the other end of the lot. But are these feelings enough to keep losing weight & keep the weight off? Honestly, I don't know. I want them to be desparately, but I just don't know.
But I know I can take it one day, no, one
hour at a time. I can live for the present, & not the "what if's" & fear. I can eat healthy right now. I can exercise today. I can drink my water today. I can do this without falling into past traps & unhealthy behaviors that are just right around the corner, calling my name. I can do it right now. I've got enough concerns right now; no sense in creating worries for tomorrow that may not even come true! I can let go & let God. I'll do my best & He will take care of the rest -- He always does, so why doubt Him?
I'm human, & I will never reach perfection. I will slip, stumble, & fall from time to time. It's how I
react to those tough times that counts. I will not give up any more. I will not allow food to control every aspect of my life anymore, like I do right now. Food is constantly on my mind. "When can I eat next?" "What will I eat?" "I wish I could have a big ol' piece of cake!" "Why can't I have that big ol' piece of cake? Other people get to! It's not fair!" I can't live the next 50+ years (hopefully!) of my life like that. Food helps me live life by sustaining me, but it is NOT my life. It's a cycle of self pity & I don't want to be a part of that anymore!
I have desires for my life & I want to achieve them. I just can't sit back & allow food to control my life any longer. I've done well so far on my latest journey of weight loss & I just can't allow my insecurities, fears, etc. beat me out of something I want so bad.
Okay, this started as a response to you, Jennifer, & then turned into a cleansing of my own soul. Hopefully, I haven't bored anyone to death!

Thank you, though, Jennifer, for having the courage to come clean. I'm here to support & encourage you & everyone else in any way I can. {{{HUGS}}} to us all.