Ok People.....
I love this board and the loving feedback I get.. so I come to you all again.. maybe new people to let this all out on..
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I have been trying to lose weight for sooooo freaking long now. It seem when I get started and get to size 18 and under 200 pounds something happens and I slow down.. and then I fall off the bandwagon and I fail and eat and eat and eat and then I go back to size 24 and 235 pounds..
GRRRRRRR
I am sooo angry because I thought I had a major breakthrough.. I thought I don't go to food for emotional fufillment
I do though.. I had a dream I went to a 'fat camp' that my mom paid for... I wasn't sure if it was a 1 week camp or a 4 week camp.. and what was weird is that I am married and 27 years and I have a good relationship with my parents, but not one where my mom would do that.. but still.....
I am sooo fustrated. I remember in the dream thinking how I was emotionally in need of food and I realized.. I am not over the food obstical yet.
WHY WHY WHY
I sit and I get upset and angry that I can't just say "FORGET YOU" to food. Okey a bit harsher words I would say because I am angry enough.. but still.. you get the picture.
I need help.. I am sooo insane over this situation that I am ready to find some funny food farm .. no not ones with jello
but a place that takes me out of life.. that is like some drug rehab center and lets me really work through my problems with food. A place I can not get food just because. A place where I can have 24/7 therapy to just get over this problem and put in happy solutions. I am at my wits end. I see this cycle about me.
I do good for a while.. then I get tired of the whole .. watching weight and what you eat... then I get fustrated and eat.. then I get scared of food to the point I don't know what to do, and EVERY piece of food I put in my mouth scares me.. but I know not eating is not the answer... so I continue to eat. I get hungry all the time and I get all paniky and I want someone to save me from this **** that I am living in.
But then when someone helps me.. namely my husband, I yell at him that he is horrid for keeping me from eating food. I get scared he will give me 1 carrot stick and that's it. He is not that great on making 'good' food. He is good at giving me bad food but just a tidbit on it
grrrrr
FUSTRATING!!!!!
I need some help and encouragement right about now. I need to hear some solutions and some story's of what others like me have gone through.
I am 235 pounds, I was 228 about 8 weeks ago.
I want to fit nicely in my size 18 pants and by Christmas I want to be in a size 14 pants.
I am fitting losely in size 22, so I am only size 20 right now.. so I am not THAT bad off from where I was.. but I am soo going in the wrong direction
HELP ME!!! please!!!!!!
Steffi
ps: if you want to email me privatly. I am up for that too!!