I'm a mess today. It all hit me, but yet I'm not sure if it hit me enough for me to act on it. I finally realized how fat I've become, how my belly pooches out when I drive, my back fat, and when looking into a makeup compact, seeing my excess chin, an uunwanted buffer between my chin and my chest.
My parents are visiting this weekend, I haven't seen them since January, and nothing I have fits.
Yet, instead of feeling motivated, I feel like giving up. I've been motivatec in the past, thought 'this time was different', and ended up in a binge that wouldn't end. I've been on a binge since 8/8. I am ashamed, I feel hopeless like there's no use for me to spend so much energy on something that won't work.
Deep down, I'm afraid of it. I'm afraid to try because I'm afraid to fail again. (sigh). I feel horrible. My husband is getting a bypass surgery in two weeks and then a kidney transplant later. He needs me to be here, and I need to be healthy. How selfish is it of me to just ram food in my mouth, when he needs me most?
Normally i can psych myself up, to 'go get 'em', to not see things in black and white, and just take it a day at a time.... I did that, and now look where I am.
I'm not trying to feel sorry for myself. I'm more so confused about how to help myself. I don't want to give up but that feeling is so strong... kind of like if I'm going to go with the most successful way, it'd be binging, since I'm successful at it, not like I am at weight loss.
Since January I've gained about 25 lbs, almost all of it emotional eating. My husband's been sick since Jan, in and out of doctors offices, having procedures done...
Even if someone has harsh words for me, I want any and all advice. Maybe the right gem will make a difference


