If I've ever needed support before...I need it NOW!!! Arghhhh...this has been the day from HE**! I want to go get a 12 pack of coors light and drink until I pass out...anything to chill me out! Please bear with me and listen to my day...I've been crying for the last hour.
Got up late...got Jobe to school 1/2 hour late, and upon walking into the office to get him a pink slip I am reminded by the secretary that I signed up to volunteer today...great, I'm supposed to meet my stepmother (I use the term loosely. she's a real B*T*H) to go clothes shopping for Jobe. So anyways, Jobe's teacher is cold to me as usual (I think she's anti single-mom...if only she knew how I got him)...so I tried to call my stepmother, thinking "oh well, I told her I would call her when I was ready"...couldn't get a hold of her...no biggie. Finally leave the school and get into an area where my cell phone is working (Jobe's school is out in BFE) and see she called and left a message..."Where are you, it's 9:45 and I'm waiting in front of the mall, call me". I look at the time, its now 11:00...great. I finally meet her there (my dad is paying via his credit card...which she is holding) and she completely takes over...picking out clothes for him that I would never buy. And this is where it gets worse...since I have lost almost 30 lbs and my size 18's are literally falling off of me I decide to try on some jeans in a size 16...to my horror, they were TOO SMALL! My stepmom asked me to come out so she could see and her comment "well, you just need to lose that big stomach first". No shi*, I never thought of that!!! But really, thanks for saying it in front of a dressing room full of skinny girls! I wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear! So, no jeans for me...now my wardrobe consists of 5 double X t-shirts, and 2 pairs of frumpy sweat pants...I have no money to buy anything else, and even if I did NOTHING FITS!!! Then we went out to lunch, where I ordered a salad with tomatoes and nothing else...while she had a big ol' quesadila. Now don't get me wrong, she definately isn't thin, but she's thinner than me...I need a drink!
I just feel like $#$#, you know? I have been so good, watching everything I eat, exercising, quit drinking, logging everything I eat and all my exercise into an excel spreadsheet...all for what? I'm miserable, and depressed...and I can't even self-medicate with good old-fashioned booze! My stomach is huge...and I haven't even lost a pant size! Almost 30 lbs...and still not even in a size 16! My stomach isn't shrinking...the rest of me is, just not my stomach! What good is it to lose weight and not be able to fit a smaller pant size because of my pot belly? All I've done thus far is ensure that I look like a hobo in my size 18's...yet I can't fit my disgusting gut in anything smaller! Am I going to be doomed to spandex pants forever (not that I can afford them anyway)? I can't even get a smaller shirt size because of my stomach...I'm still wearing 2X shirts, even though a Large fits me...just because of my stomach! It's like I'm eternally pregnant! I have never been this depressed/discouraged in my LIFE! I just don't know what to do...I am completely beside myself! I'm afraid that I'm going to get skinny everywhere except my stomach...how bad would that look! Picture me at 130 lbs wearing a size small shirt which fits me everywhere, except where my huge gut is hanging out the bottom "wow, when's the baby due"? Or, worse...picture me at 130 lbs wearing a 2X shirt that looks like a nightgown, and a pair of size 18 jeans (both of my legs could fit in one pantleg) that fit perfectly around my huge gut and are massive everywhere else! HELP! Anybody???
Amanda


NOW GO KICK SOME A**!!!
If I end up having to wear 18's at 130 lbs because of my stomach...I would be so very sad.