I was doing great, I got all the way down to 154 pounds from 236. Then I don't know what happened, life I guess. Now I am back at either 198 or 202.4 pounds depending on the scale I use (I think I am going to go with the heavier weight just because the numbers are easier to read), and I just suck at life.
I am sitting here with stitches in one hand and a healing scar on the other from carpal tunnel surgery on both hands in 2 months. I can't afford therapy anymore, I don't even know how I am going to pay for 2 surgeries yet, (but I will I don't ever not pay my bills)
I hate myself because I can't even make it one day without just cramming food in, I eat when I am bored, lonely, tired, if I have hurt of any kind I try to shove it down with food. Any food. If I feel stupid or like I made a mistake of some kind I punish myself with food, I eat until it hurts.
Obviously I am having a lot of mental issues right now and I just can't seem to get hubby to understand. No one listens to me, my family ignores me until they need something from me, I don't know if I just don't talk to them right or they are just being deaf or I bore them or what.
I guess I just need to know someone is out there and knows what I am feeling like. I feel so alone and I reread what I just wrote and it sounds so dumb the way I typed it. It reads so jumbled and stupid but I think someone here will be able to make sense of it so I am leaving it as is.
I am not alone am I?



, which is somewhat discouraging. I will take a look at your suggestion.