I'm a teacher and not too long ago a student asked me if I'm having a baby. I turned multiple shades of red but somehow managed to keep my composure. I put a smile on my face and said "No sweetheart. I'm not pregnant, but maybe someday I will be." You can't blame the sweet child for her natural curiosity. She didn't mean to ruin my day.
This might sound funny, but I'm really tired of looking pregnant when I'm not and never have been. I'm just overweight. I see other women my same weight that carry their weight differently than I do. I gain weight mostly in my face and stomach. My belly protrudes straight out from my torso. It's not even soft fat. It's hard and round like a basketball. I dont' get it.
There's nothing really wrong with me medically. I just carry my weight this way. It's very depressing. I don't go out much because I'm self-conscious of my weight and how I carry it. I would like to date again, but I'm not ready for that. I feel ugly. I used to be really fit and thin; a size 6 most of my life. Then, I discovered comfort from food and developed a binging habit that took over everything.
I'm not expecting to be a size 6 again, but I want to recognize myself in the mirror. I used to be a model. You would never guess that if you saw me now. My mother even tells me that I don't look at all like the girl I USED TO BE. The truth is, she's right. I fear running into people who used to know me when I was thin. Their first thought is probably "What happened to her!??? She really let herself go."
Food has become my only reward and release. It's something I look forward to at the end of the day when I can binge in the comfort of my solitude. It's just me and the food. I control myself pretty well during the day, but at night I go crazy eating whatever I can. It's like I'm on the hunt for the one thing that will satisfy me and I eat different things until I find the one food that does the trick. By then I'm ridiculously full but content and SATISFIED. The stress from the day vanishes and I'm left in a brief yet pleasant food coma.
I'm tired of this. I want to live my life and change my antisocial behavior. I want to be confident again with my appearance and not self-conscious. Food has such a grip on me. I just joined this site and I've made some positive changes. I just hope I can stay focused and not fall.
Thank you for lending me your ear.


And that fear is a big obstacle for me. I try to visualize myself thin and fit (like all the self- help books tell you), but itīs hard.
Next week Iīll try pre- planned meals. 