Hi there! You know, I was probably the same if not worse. And somehow one day, coincidentally the beginning of January something just clicked. After years of ups and downs, and battling addiction to food, I finally decided one day that it was enough. I was living like a hermit, a recluse, because I felt so embarrassed with the way I looked. I never went out with my friends, and when I did the paranoia kicked in about who was looking at me. I just couldn't do it anymore, i was so tired of it. I basically wasted my 20's being in that frame of thought and I decided at 32 that I couldn't do that to myself in my 30's. I was afraid I was going to end up alone or end up dead from a heart attack or obesity related illness, and it was then that I realized I cared too much about myself to let that happen. So I just sucked it up and created my own meal plan, kept it at 1200 calories, and started working out (which I detested! but I am getting better). And so far in about a month I've lost 20 lbs. And I'm very much about instant gratification, but I had to talk to myself and bring myself to reality and realize that I cannot lose 100lbs in one day, so just keep trucking!
I hope this helps, if you get anything out of it its just to not let life pass you by. The "bad" food will always be there, but we only live once. Is a cheeseburger really worth your happiness??
hello everyone:)
