I'm struggling so much in what to do with these last ten pounds. I've briefly gotten down to my goal weight, but it took huge sacrifice, self-denial, determination...and even then I have so much loose skin from all the weight loss, it was like, well, this sucks...killed myself to get to 120, and I still don't look good naked. I've got a yucky saggy booty. And it's not like I wasn't exercizing. I was working out a ton, running, swimming, biking, strength training....still am.
So I'm working hard with my therapist on perfectionism and self-esteem issues. Trying to love myself and all that. I get it. My self-worth has improved, but dammit, I wanna have a cute *** but at 43 years old, two kids, 80 pounds gone, I just feel like I'll never be happy no matter what I do. I could have plastic surgery, I guess but the recovery time, the scars!
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Still, strangely driven to lose that last 10 to look better in clothes....but ugh, the sacrifice of nummy food. So, at what point do you throw in the towel and either blindly love yourself or face permament issues with figuring out how to get out of bed backwards so your boyfriend doesn't see your butt?!?!