Seriously? Don't make me break out into PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME.My name is Samantha (if you ever see me around you can call me Sammi, but most likely I'll vanish into thin air right after this post). I'm a 23 year old graduate student in Biotechnology. I work in a virus research lab and have a boy who wants to marry me in the future.
Here's the skinny on my fat. I weigh about 245 lbs on average every morning. I've always been big. I don't remember the last time I was under 200 lbs. I was steady at 220 for a while in college, but then my father fell ill with cancer in my junior year and passed away this past August 19. Since then I've eaten anything and everything I could find.
Being fat kinda sucks, but I still have my moments where I think, "Damn I'm sexy," but those moments are few and far between. I really do think I am pretty in my face area, and I think I am well proportioned for my weight, but often I have self esteem issues. I can't even believe my boyfriend when he tells me I'm beautiful or that I'm perfect just the way I am. I just can't seem to comprehend why he would even want to be with someone as disgusting as me. Lately I've been starting to feel so big that I am just uncomfortable in my own skin. I've also started snoring, which I think is attributed to weight as well (I know sleep apnea is, at least, snoring could be the start of that). Not to mention the development of heart burn problems. I never really had that before and that can definitely be a complication of my obesity. Often I get heart burn in the middle of the night and, unfortunately, my body's reaction to heart burn is getting the hiccups, so I end up awake with hiccups all night.
Maybe this is becoming a therapy session, so be it. I love food. It is delicious. But I eat so much of it at meals that after I don't even feel well. I need to work on making good choices and showing a little self restraint with not eating everything I am given. I need to start asking for a take-home box before I even start eating and using a tiny plate to eat dinner at home and only get one helping.
I also hate working out more than anything in the world. I haven't found a single thing I enjoy doing that involves working out. The gym is so boring I can't take it because all I can think about is how much I'd rather die than be in the gym at all (ipods and tv do not help). Work out videos in general just make me feel like a stupid loser because the instructors are twigs and they do everything perfectly. I am very uncoordinated so I just flail around and I can't figure out the moves and I give up easily. There aren't really any outside activities I can do because I have no one to do them with and I live in a slightly shady area. I also work three days a week, getting up at 7am and not getting home until 6pm whereafter I have to make dinner and such, so if I do work out, it has to be quick. Luckily this semester I only have classes two days a week and I am done by 3:15 so if I can find something to do I should have no problem finding the time/energy to do it.
The bottom line is, I suck at eating right, and I suck at exercising, and I need to learn to love myself no matter what. I've tried to ask for advice about these things, but I just seem to become stubborn about it. I think I also have depression, it runs in my family, but have not gotten formally diagnosed out of fear.
I know I'm kind of a negative person, so I don't have very high hopes for myself on this. I will most likely fail like I do every time. My long term goal is somewhere below 200 in whenever I get there, and my short term goal is somewhere below "huge fat cow" by my sister's wedding in June, but I don't even know where to start.
Yep, I'm a downer.




