After many starts and restarts I am finally ready to lose this weight and start living. I have struggled the last ten years through diets and disappointments and I guess it's true that you have to really want to lose the weight. I have always worried, or if I am really honest, terrified about losing this weight. I have gotten really comfortable in this body and losing the weight feels like stripping bare for all to see.
* *I have realized that I have built up this image in my mind of being thin and happy. But...what if I'm thin and miserable...what do I do then? That question and fear of the answer has kept me in the habit of self sabotage. I am really tired of my size ruling my thoughts and actions. I can't go anywhere or do anything without considering my weight and how it will affect/hinder such activity. I would like to take a seat without worrying about the chair being able to handle it. I would love to walk into a room without wondering about being the biggest person there or praying for there to be another big girl around. I want to be free from this kind of thought process and have fun. So....I have to lose this weight for my sanity because I cannot do this for the rest of my life. I'm still terrified of the end goal but staying as I am is no longer an option. Just wanted to share.



