Hiiiiieeeeee!
Used to lurk here 8 years ago without really reaching out to anyone. Lost nearly 100 pounds doing so, going from 227 to 136. I don't know what I weigh now, but past few years have been slowly gaining. Husband is ill with a degenerative condition and my concern for his health has dragged me down; I've isolated myself like a hermit and eaten my feelings off and on. I've even picked up occasional smoking and started having a bottle of wine a week. Well, just a month and a half away from my 40th birthday, I am reaching out in desperation, still too scared to weigh in, but determined to stop giving up on life. I'm a full time musician who loves the arts and loves eccentric clothing, spooky films and reading books. I'm in a lot of pain over the prospect of my husband's health continuing to deteriorate, and yet I've had it-officially-with giving up on life.
Last edited by Scarlit; 04-16-2019 at 02:16 PM.
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