I thought I had hit rock bottom and things just couldn't get any worse with the way I feel about myself, my weight and how I look. Well these past few days have just been terrible.
My 6'2" husband now weighs 21lbs less than I do (5'3") and he lost the weight by cutting back on his alcohol comsumption and from the gallstone problems he has had these past few weeks.
I'm 2 lbs within my all-time highest weight.
My big fat belly has taken up residence on my thighs. It is the most disgusting feeling to realize that your belly is resting on your thighs when you are sitting down. When standing I have to stretch backwards to feel my belly lift off my thighs. I think this one bugs me the most because even at my all time highest I didn't have this problem, it is because my abdominal skin got so loose when I was pregnant.
I've spent the past couple of days trying to get a handle on all of this. I'm trying not to feel drastic but sometimes I think I would gladly have the gastric bypass surgery.
Right now I am just trying to change a few aspects of my diet such as eating more fruits and veggies. I don't think I could cope with trying to jump into anything else and I know really that if I did I would just be setting myself up for a failure.
It just galls me that we really do try so hard and get nowhere. A lot of the time I have thought that I wasn't really trying, I was just going through the motions, that my heart wasn't in it. Well now I don't think that anymore. It's an uphill battle we're fighting so any effort is really a good effort.
I know that there are some areas where I can do better, I just need to start rearranging how I think about my life and where it is going.

