*Sad, pathetic rant to follow.*
I don't post much, so I hate posting something like this to people who aren't familiar with me, but I am just feeling really down lately and need to get this out.
I never struggled with my weight until I had my first child at 20. Now my weight is always going up and down. This time last year I weighed 110 (I'm 5'1"). I gained 20 pounds in about 7 months putting me at 130.
I was doing awesome during the Spring. I was eating great and running every night and doing yoga and I felt pretty good. But I only lost 5 lbs. Then I went on vacation and gained the 5 lbs back and was back to 130 again.
And now I am ashamed and embarrassed to say that for the past 12 days I have not been eating. I have been having tea and water during the day and 1 bowl of cabbage soup at night. I am not working out because I feel like sh**. I have lost 10 lbs, which really, really excites me. I keep almost eating and then I imagine that my body is going to hoard it since I haven't been eating, so I just don't. The couple times that I have given in and impulsively ate a pretzel or whatever, I have thrown it up. I wanted to start this as a jump-start and for the last few days I've been telling myself, "okay- last day." But it's seriously like I'm afraid to eat now.
I am unbelievably uncomfortable with my body. I hate talking to people because I feel like they're thinking about how fat I am. I am going to graduate school in the Fall for my masters degree and I just keep thinking about how the professors and other students are going to be disgusted by me. The idea of finding a new job is horrifying because the interview... ugh. I start to stumble in interviews because I feel like all they can think about is how gross I am. I hate getting dressed for work in the morning. I hate seeing myself in mirrors. I miss out on tons of fun things because I'm scared to be in a swimsuit in front of others.
It just sucks. And I know it's such an awful example to set for my daughters (4 years old and 18 months old) and I kid myself by trying to make myself believe that they don't notice....
Ahhhh. Okay. Sorry for that to anyone that read it. felt good to get out.


