Anyone still reading this thread?
 

I just spent the last hour and a half reading through all 21 pages of this post. Before I share my own confessions, I have to say- some of these made me giggle, and some made me want to cry, because I know the feeling. I think this will be really cathartic, so here we go: (I'm not a 30 something- but wanted to participate!)

1. I'm scared of romantic relationships. I secretly wanted to find someone to be with when I was larger, just so I knew they really liked me for me, and not how I looked.

2. I judge other people's food choices rather harshly (in my head).

3. I get upset if I don't get the 'wow, you've lost weight!' comments, but I also get annoyed when I DO. People just can't win with me. ;)

4. My mood is tied to the number on the scale. My week starts off great if I see a loss, and I'm instantly upset and angry if I see a gain or no change.

5. I compete with people smaller than me at the gym. 0.5 mph faster on the treadmill, one level higher on the bike.. then I feel better knowing I can 'out-exercise' them.

6. Sometimes I still see myself at 248 pounds when I look in the mirror.

7. I avoid wearing contacts because they make everything look bigger. (They don't, really- my glasses just make things/my body look smaller.)

I confess that I weigh again in the morning if I have a bm, and am arguing with the scale if it doesn't show at least a half pound loss. Sad, but true. I obviously focus on the numbers WAY to much!

- I only recently told my friends how much I weigh. I always felt so much shame to say I weighed 15,16,17,18 or almost 19 stones.

- I hate my stomach. That's not much of a confession, everyone knows it. But I hate it even more that the skin seems to be getting a bit loose.

- I spent so much time taking pics from angles I liked when I was bigger that sometimes I don't know how big I really was. I was in utter denial and blamed how big I looked on bad angles.

- I haven't binged in 3 months

- Even though my stomach is covered in stretch marks, I can't wait for the day that I can wear a bikini. I'll just say I've had 3 kids lol

Not quite in my 30's yet but I wanted to post here...

- I judge parents with chubby kids, I can't understand why they will let their kids get that way.
- I reaaally hate skinny mothers with chubby/fat girls. You see the moms in awesome shape and their poor daugthers are a mess!
- I want to lose weight just to be at a certain number. I feel great now where I am but it doesn't give me any room for mistakes.
- I know I need a tummy tuck but I don't think I will have the guts to have one.
- I am over the fact that I won't look good naked so now I just concertrate on looking great with clothes on.
- I binge sometimes... And I hide it so my kids won't see me doing it :(
- I want to look great so my daugthers can look up to me.
- I could cry everytime anybody mentions something about my weight.
- Sometimes I wish I didn't give a crap about the way I look, but I do have girls and I don't want to set a bad example.
- Im just terrified of gaining weight, I get moody, unhappy and a total bit%€ when I am big.
- I hate working out but I love sweating at the machines... (weird!!)

my confession is although ive always been comfortable with my weight i know my hubby to be's mom totally judges me for being bigger (shes a super fitty person) yet she knows im doing this weight loss and continues to try n sabotage by making sweets and sending them over. they go right into the garbage or sent to my kiddo's school.

so my plan is to get smaller and rock my wedding photos :)
their is no option to fail for me I NEED THIS !!
not saying i wont enjoy all the compliments i get but i will enjoy the in your face moment more

I am new here so here are a few confessions:
~I regularly ask my husband if I am as big as (insert random obese person).
~I weigh myself every morning (after going to the bathroom and brushing my teeth, before getting in the shower)
~I'm afraid that I will never lose weight. I have been trying for the past eight years or so and have had minimal results.
~I am secretly jealous of my family members that are (much) smaller than me and eat crap every day (and have had babies).
~When my husband (who is at least 60 lbs smaller than me) complains about his (miniscule) belly I want to throw the lamp at him.
~I wonder if there is something (medically) wrong with me since I work out 5 days a week and (usually) eat less than 1500 cals a day and still can't seem to lose any weight.
~I think that bariatric surgery (lap-band or gastric bypass) and liposuction is cheating.
~I have been vegan for the past three months and seeing meat (cooked or not, in person or on tv) makes me nauseous.

Wow, that is a lot of confessions. I'm sure there are still more.

My biggest fear is that I'll never see myself as thin, no matter how small I get. I lost weight in high school, and got down to my "dream weight" (solidly 15 or so pounds less than my current goal weight) and felt so fat. I remember thinking that, and then looking at pictures of me in a bathing suit at that point years later and wondering what the heck was wrong with my brain?

I'm also afraid that I'll need surgery on my stomach skin because I've always had a pouchy stomach and I'm afraid that the skin won't tighten up enough. And, I'm afraid that I'd never be able to afford it.

I'm afraid that if I am thin, I will get a lot of male attention and be tempted to cheat. :nono:

:hug::hug:
Have your doctors (OB/Gyn or regular doctor) looked into PCOS by checking hormone levels, etc.? I was EXACTLY like you and was unable to lose any weight until I was put on Metformin and sent to a nutritionist to follow a carb-controlled diet. If I don't do both those things, I do not lose weight, no matter how much I work out and how little I eat.

I have a new one:

I really really hate it when I tell people I'm a runner and they give me the side eye. Yes I'm a big girl, but I do run!!! ;)

Wow...I don't think I've admitted these things to myself let alone anyone else. Here it goes:

1.I feel utterly disgusted with myself but less so since I’ve started losing
2.I have anxiety when people notice that I’ve lost weight
3.I worry about loose skin and still being ugly naked
4.I haven’t seriously dated anyone since I’ve gained this weight
5.I worry about having to explain my weight gain when I finally meet someone
6.I’m in competition with one of my friends (she doesn’t know) I can’t wait to be smaller than her
7.I hate to be in the company of other big people because I don’t want to be kindred spirits with them but I hate to be with smaller people who make me feel even more self-conscious
8.I HATE HATE HATE Facebook and all the over eager people who want to post unflattering pictures that they’ve taken of me and I will call my friends and berate them until they remove said offending pictures
9.I can’t wait to look good enough to start posting pictures to Facebook (I’m such a snarky hypocrite)

Love this thread! im new but what a great way to start with getting the confessions out of the way!
1) i find it hard to be happy for others who are losing weight because i am struggling.
2) i find it hard to bend over to tie my shoes because my stomach gets in the way
3) i need my husband to boost my self confidence because i cant remember how to do it for myself, i can think of anything nice to say to myself.
4) some times i just don't want to work this hard. its so much easier to just be fat.

and now that thats out...ill go back to telling myself i can do this, i will do this and i am doing this!

I confess that I haven't been taking good care of myself. I've gained 60+lbs this year! I was down to 180! Now I'm back on my treadmill hoping for a miracle.

I confess that I'm afraid of losing and regaining the same 20 (or more) pounds for the rest of my life.

When I'm smaller (low 130s) I feel like I actually look "right" standing next to my thin husband.

I am terrified that my children will have body issues like their mom and pray that both my 3 year old and 1 year old take after my husband. I try to feed them a very healthy diet and judge parents who feed constant junk to their very overweight young children.

I hate that I am so uncomfortable in my own skin at this weight. I skipped church yesterday because I couldn't find pants that fit well. I feel like a slob.

I confess that I stare in the mirror all the time to analyze my body. I will pinch my stomach together to see what I could look like with that much less weight.

I confess that I do not realize just how heavy I am until I see pictures of myself.