...when I came home from work today, I googled "How to be an anorexic". I don't know what to do w/ myself anymore. I am aware that many will look at my numbers and say "What does she have to worry about, she's not fat". Maybe not, but to me, I am. I get seriously disgusted with myself. There are days when I can do really well with eating and exersize and then something always happens. I either get very hungry and make poor choices, or I eat due to emotion..then I beat myself up for slipping up.
I tried to accept myself at my current size, but I can't even tell you the last time I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I had it goin' on. Even when getting intimate w/ my husband I worry about how I look or how the fat feels under his hands. It's so preoccupying.
Back in the day I did WW which worked well, but for the last GOd knows how many months, I can't get back into it. 3 days, and then it falls apart. I have tried counting calories, but it was so all consuming...my last effort was smaller portions. Worked well, until I threw myself off the wagon.
Part of me wants to give up. I want to be able to sit on the floor cross legged with out "stairs" of fat from my breasts to my lap. It's like I could use a slinky...
I am trying really hard to be a more confident person, but when I have failed yet again, it's really hard! I knnow all about that it's one thing to wallow in your own depression, but something else to do something about it, but I'm basically to the point of not wanting to try again because all my efforts have the same result.
When i lost weight before, I just decided one day that I was sick of being fat, and so I did WW, slowly and surely..but I can't get there mentally now. It's not part of my life to lose weight, it is my life.
When I lose weight, I feel great about myself and see so many things in a new light, but I can't lose weight, or when I gaiin it, it has the opposite effect on me. I tried to look at things in the effort of beiing healthy, so I ate better, but I ate food I really didn't like and missed the foods I wanted so badly, lke chocolate....I also felt that if I ate healthy and exerszed, that the results would help me to keep up with it, but I just go back to my old ways.
I just don't know what to do anymore...I'm not sure if I care anymore and I certainly don't know what I'm going to do. My goal was to get down to 145-150 by November ( fairly doable.."), but if I keep losing and gaining the same 4 lbs that I've been dealing wiith for more than a year...then why bother.
Why was I looking up anorexia? If I'm going to have a food obsessionn, it's better to avoid it then want it, I have no idea what i look like thin, I would have no idea if I'd recognize it when I got there...also, even when I do see siickeningly thing women out and about, I know that they are looked on wth a **** of a lot more favor than I am...to be able to stand with out your thighs touching? Is that even a reality? To have boobs that are not struggling for "air time" against my belly in my sillouette ( and I'm supposedd to be a pear shape? More like the whole fruit basket)
What am I looking for? I hve no idea, but I also have no where else to turn



