I understand it probably is water retention, from high sodium meals over the weekend but it's really bothering me, I've become obsessive, to the point that I'm asking my fiancé to hide all the scales in the house.
I am going to drink a lot of water, and eat very healthy for the rest of the week and make sure it comes back down, but it just really embarrassed me because we weigh in every morning together (kinda cute
) and he just looked at me and I know he was thinking "I TOLD YOU THE ICE CREAM WAS A BAD IDEA"... He won't ever say anything like that, nor will he ever make me feel bad about it, but I saw it in his face.I don't know if this thread is even worth posting but it's making me feel better, and I know you ladies here at 3FC have kept me motivated to go along this journey and I know 60+ pounds is an amazing accomplishment, but I can't help but feel like a complete idiot.
What do you guys suggest? Should I stop weighing myself for a bit? What do you guys do when you feel this way?
I also wore my shorts for the first time in ever this weekend and constantly felt like my fat thighs were the center of attention, I constantly kept pulling my shorts down in fear that they were jiggling too much and people were thinking "Oh, that girls too fat to wear shorts."
I've suffered from Eating Disorders in the past and still suffer from Body Dysmorphia, but I'm lost. And confused, and really sad.
My period seems to be delayed too, I removed my patch for "period week" and nothing. It's been 3 days, I'm emotional, and pms'ing but nope, no period.
I just feel like going to bed and waking up a week later and hopefully having dropped a few pounds.
I'm sorry for this rant, it'll probably go ignored, but I'm at a loss here, and need motivation or words of support and comfort

I think simply put, I just need a hug.





