You guys are making me hungry!

ANOTHER THING that makes me mad:
my job is soooooo boring and requires sitting at a desk all day with very minimal social interaction. This makes me want to eat to entertain myself.

Sometimes I even think about starting smoking again so I can be thin. I used to smoke sometimes when I was younger, though my life was a constant party back then and I also drank all the time. Alcohol, nicotine, and red bull were food groups as far as I was concerned. It was an unhealthy life, but at least I was THIN. Oh well... I'm medium/average sized and *healthy* now. I guess that's better. *rams this fact into my head that it IS better!*

I definitely have an oral fixation.

Night
Hate to burst your rant bubble because I guess I understand but be thankful you aren't working at a plant. Working hard and getting dirty and making minimum wage.

You work at a plant? Or you did? Or does your husband? Or someone you know?

I'm glad I don't work hard and get dirty for minimum wage. My job doesn't pay that wonderfully, but it's way above minimum wage.

I'd like to work a physical job, though. I wouldn't mind getting a whole lot more dirty for some extra physical activity as long as I was making around the same amount as I'm making right now. I just don't want to deal with snakes and ticks.

I have always ran warehouses for a living. Lots of hard work sure not sitting behind a desk. Now those jobs are few and far between. I would go back to work if I could find something close to home that didn't want to half kill me lol, I am just to darn old for that anymore. Always liked the work. A lot of resonsibility and always something to do. Would really like to find a desk job now, just getting to old and beat up from the work to be able to toss around 35lb boxes and such. Wish I could find a job sitting behind a desk lol

I admit it, I smoke. Probably 1/3 pack a day. When I feel a hunger pang coming on sometimes I smoke to postpone it a bit, but thats not why I do it really. It's just a bad habit/addiction. I will quit soon, but I figured I would tackle one thing at a time-- first the weight loss/overeating problems, then the smoking.

Made a deal with my daughter. When I get down to 120 I will stop smokeing. She will hold me to this deal too.

I feel like I am in almost the same situation as lovestorun
Just don't know what to do

I feel just like that but don't know what I want to do

I feel just like lovestorun but can't decide what to do

I also have days where my weight gets me down , then I have a ton of negative thoughts and want to eat.My whole family is over weight and they have health problems and they complain about their weight I have finally realized that I am the only one who can make it happen .
Shane I look up to you because you started some where close to where I am now (with your weight) and I think if she can do it so can I, you are more of an inspiration then you know . I can certainly understand your frustration, hang in there you can do it .

I also was picked on as a child we did not have much money my step dad and mom drank it up so we had very little and it is hard to have a sense of fashion when your clothes come from the second hand store and your shoes are used.Kids called me the second hand poor kid. I hated school. things got a little better in High school.Kids can be so mean.

We are beautiful and special no matter what . to you all I hope you have a wonderful week . Rena

oh man, this thread somehow got resurrected!

lostinit07 - your childhood situation sounds almost identical to mine! I got made fun of for not having money as a kid, too. I was VERY ashamed of it, so I always saved my lunch money and then pretended to be rich. I gave money to anyone who asked me for it, so they wouldn't know I was not wealthy.

My family was homeless for around a month when I was 10 years old. That's how we originally got into Virginia. I started going to school there and was MORTIFIED to know this girl in my class rode my bus home! I even contemplated WALKING home so that I would not have to deal with the humiliation. This girl told everyone in my class, and I said it wasn't true and that my family just lived in a hotel. I knew there was a hotel by TGI Friday's. IT looked nice. The problem is, I thought it was called "Staples" because there was a sign near it saying "Staples." I said I lived at Staples, until a kid in my class told me that was impossible. Bah!

Thankfully, things DID improve for my family financially, but I had already become so uncool that I couldn't create status with money. I was still overweight, had a bad case of acne, an accent (we lived in the south for awhile, and southern accents = hick in the second richest county in America), and just fueled the fire when the kids made fun of me. If they mocked me, I mocked them right back, when I should have just ignored them. I never fit in with any particular clique, ended up making shallow friendships during my one "cool" year, and was absolutely miserable, so I ended up quitting high school... and graduating at the age of 16 through an online corrospondance program!

I hated my childhood. I'm glad I'm a grown woman with a great body(well, on days that I like myself), great skin(I never wear make-up besides eye stuff and people are floored by that), a pleasant sounding voice, and a job that makes end's meet (with being about to start a GREAT job in a couple weeks!!)

Oh, and if anyone was wondering, I never started smoking again to lose the rest of my weight.

We came close to being homeless I don't know how many times because no one worked , but my step dads parents usually paid the bills , there was times we did not have food or heat or water or lights.Back then the teachers overlooked every thing they seemed, at least to me not to care as if it was none of there business is how I think they felt.I look back and think how well I've done despite how things were I am a stronger person today.I spent a year when I was 10 in California that was a rough place right in the city the kids were so mean and because they thought Maine was overseas they taunted me told me I was not from the united states , come on I know Maine is about 3,000 miles away but did any one teach them geography. So not only did Ireceive the abuse at school I also got it at home . Even when I did get new clothes they were not the right brand and the kids knew.

Shane thats funny (sorry for laughing) about Staples , you know despite all you went through you are wonderful person you are loved , smart and have overcome a weight issue sounds like you have a lot of friends ,I know that it is hard to leave things behind since you went so much those thoughts have a way of creeping in.Keep your head up and show the world the beautiful woman you are .

Oh, lostinit07, *I* laugh at the Staples thing! Don't apologize for laughing - it's one of the events that makes me who I am now... it isn't a painful recollection... just a childhood memory

DAMN, our childhoods were SO similar! I observed the brands the kids were into, but by the time I bought them, they were no longer cool. In 6th grade, I got picked on (or worse, beaten up) nearly every day. I told my teacher, but there was only so much he could do about it, and in hindsight, he probably thought I was the most pathetic kid ever and took insane amounts of pity on me

Most of the kids in my 6th grade class were the tough bully types (I tried too hard to fit in when I was in 5th grade and ended up doing stupid things to hurt others' feelings, which landed me in that class) and I was too afraid to fight back. I learned self defense later and now have a black belt, though!

You know... we never got our electricity shut off, but I definitely remember being hungry. On my 9th birthday, I remember having to choose between rice, ramen noodles, or mashed potatoes. I was livid and couldn't stop crying and yelling about how everyone else had a birthday party. A week later, I did have a party with cake, ice cream, and a new bike, but I remember being a little ticked off that I didn't get this stuff ON my birthday.

It blows my mind to think I VOLUNTARILY starved myself years later! (ironically, my family no longer had financial problems then)

It also blows my mind that kids ARE so mean, though adults can be just as bad. Thankfully, my stories all have happy endings and I haven't had to undergo any sort of verbal abuse in my adult life, BUT being in a college town, I see these rich, snobby, bratty kids making fun of those who choose to appear different, making fun of those who do not have money, and making fun of those who don't drive nice cars.

I'm sorry that you not only had to deal with abuse at school but also with alcoholic parents I am blessed to have parents who really did try their best to take care of me and my sister. I didn't realize how blessed I was at the time, because I was too busy thinking about how everyone else seemed to hate me. It was almost as if my parents' love didn't "count" because "well, uh, they're MOM AND DAD, they can't hate me because they HAD me..."

it seems like you have also come out a strong person... and going through stuff like this (and I can only imagine it was ten times worse for you) makes us appreicate life's little blessings much more than someone who has been handed everything. lots of hugs to you.

Hey y'all, was just perusing this thread - I was at home for a while with my baby, but but we couldn't afford it so I went back to work, and honestly I'm glad I did because I love my job and being a SAHM was REALLY HARD, I felt isolated and it was exhausting. Was just thinking though, how come no one ever asks fathers why they don't stay home to raise their kids? For some reason it's selfish for a woman to do it (stay at home or go back to work, take your pick, we're selfish either way) but not a man.

And I just checked the dates and realized that this conversation happened quite a while ago, so my apologies since everyone's moved on!!!