I didn't know where to post this, but since I'm in my mid twenties I thought this would be fine. I saw another post recently about noticing you're gaining weight, and still doing nothing about it. The other poster brought up self sabotaging, and I feel like that's exactly what I'm doing. The thing is, I notice my tummy all the time, it makes me uncomfortable and very self concious. I also know I need to lose weight, and exercise regularly in order for this problem to go away, but I still don't do it. I take my dog for walks all the time but I know it dosen't really put a dent in the weight I need to lose because I'm still still eating relatively crummy.
Why, when I'm not liking what I see in the mirror, do I continue to eat poorly? It's very frustrating. I know what I need to do and yet I just don't do it. On a side note, my boyfriend doesn't help either. He's a wonderful, supportive man, but he told me he doesn't want me to lose weight, he likes me how I am, which is great but I'd like to feel good in my own skin for once. He's a bigger guy and loves beer and pizza and hot wings, basically everything and anything that would ruin a diet, he loves with a fiery passion. I love spending time with my bf but it's hard to turn down the beer and wings when I'm with him.
Last night he made me dinner, but, it was fried chicken baked with ham and about a pound of cheese on it. Very yummy, lol, and your gotta love him for cooking but how the heck and I suppose to lose weight with this kind of food? I know the problem isn't him, it's me needing to say NO. I've explained to him that I want to lose weight to feel good about myself, and to be healthy, but when he runs down stairs to get a "snack" and it turns out to be beer and a huge bowl of potatoe chips, I get the idea he might not be into me dieting as supportive as he may be.
Sorry for ranting on and on, but do any of you ladies have any advice? How to deal with my bf? How to kick myself in the rear and get going....anything? Or is anyone in a similar situation? I just really need to get on the ball, but I don't seem to have the stick-to-itivness that I need.

(Poor fella, haha! Though I sympathize with the eating whatever junk he wants bit - mine pigs out on fast food regularly) I didn't get to my heaviest point until after we started dating because I finally felt comfortable and like and I could take a breather. I would cry to him about my weight and how my roommate was slender as anything and she could pig out, but then I would stuff my face too, as if that would help the issue.
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