I have spent the past few days reading all the threads in this forum. As of Saturday I made my goal of 155 pounds. As I stated in a previous thread I started out at 312 pounds on March 10th of last year and wanted to get to half of my weight within a year. Ok so I have done it. I am at that magical number, and now I am scared out of my mind.
I know that many of you will say go back and read such and such a thread. Believe me I have. I am sorry if I am rehashing anything that someone else may have asked or posted previously, but I just needed to vent I think.
I am scared because now I have to maintain. Ok, I know maintaining is basically the same as dieting. Except I have been living on a very very low calorie diet for this past year. I know I need to add some calories so I don't keep on losing. But I am so afraid to add one single calorie. I am so afraid of stepping on that scale ans seeing even one pound gained. I feel like I am fragile and could easily go off the deep end and start eating like I did before, even though I know the odds of this are slim.
I thought ok, I will add one extra meal a day each week and monitor it and make sure it doesn't cause me to gain. But even that scares me. I have become such a creature of habit in this past year that I don't like the idea of deviating. I eat very clean and will continue to do so, so the meals I add will be healthy meals, but still they will be additional calories and in my sick and twisted mind I fear I will wake up one day and be 312 again. I can never go back to that person I was.
Everyone keeps telling me that I won't because I have spent a year doing this and have changed everything in my life and have integrated exercise (which I now love) and that I am stronger then I realize I am. This may all be true, but inside of me I am terrified. Is it normal to feel like this? I have no point of reference for any of this (having been fat ALL my adult life).
I am also afraid that I won't be able to let go of this mentality and will keep on losing until I am nothing more then skin and bones and a hank of hair (which some say I am now). So I am afraid of gaining weight AND afraid of losing. Crazy.
How do you get your head around all of this and start having a healthy relationship with food? Will the weeks and months ahead help me to "lighten up" and cut myself some slack and just get on with living and lose the obsession? I had thought that once I hit that magic number that all my troubles would be solved. I would be thin and happy and able to eat what I wanted. Instead I stand here scared and feeling alien in my own body and finding myself thinking back warmly to those days and nights I would soothe myself with my friend food.
I think the real journey (as many of you have said) is just beginning for me.
Thanks for listening.


