The other day I got weighed at the doctors and I weigh nearly 30 pounds heavier than I thought I did. I'm five one, weigh 122 and I currently range in size from a 16 kids to 28 mens to a 2-4 ladies. I thought I weighed around 110 or less and finding out that I'm still over 120 was a hard blow. I thought I weighed around 100 or less and everyone I know says I look about that weight.
Anyway I've been psyching myself up to cut my intake (I average 1800 a day and feel ravenous at anything below 1750) and to step up my exercise ( I'm on my feet and moving all day at work and do other evercise as well).
I feel fine and I look okay but I've been so stressed since learning my weight that I've been pigging out on chocolate and beer. I like both items but I can usually keep them under control. But I hate myself; at my current weight. I should weigh 105 pounds.
If this stress level keeps up I'll soon be in the one thirties. AGAIN.
And the thought of that makes me feel desperate.