Right now, I really hate myself. I moved to a new area in January, and have gained five pounds since then. I'm not eating right, and I'm not exercising. I am so disappointed.
When I first moved here, I was excited for a new opportunity. I tried out all of the gyms in the area, but none had the equipment I used back home, and they were all twice as expensive (or more!) than my gym back home. So, for the first two months, I went home and worked out Fri-Sun. That helped me maintain my weight, but I wasn't losing any more. It became too expensive to go home every weekend. I joined a gym here for a month. At the end of the month, I didn't rejoin, because it was too frustrating not having the equipment I needed to work out. I text my trainer, and he told me to try P90X. I did it for a week, then hyperextended my elbow. I haven't worked out in two weeks, and I can tell a difference in my energy, my stamina, and my self-confidence.
I want to do something, but I don't know what to do. I really hate myself right now. I feel like a loser who is going to balloon back up and be miserable for the rest of my life. For the first time in a long time, I felt normal, and now I feel like I should just accept my fate as the fat girl.
To top it off, I'm miserable here. I have made one friend that I can hang out with, but she's busy most of the time. I try to go out and meet people, but I feel awkward going to places alone. I have tried to go out to eat, and now go to this one restaurant once a week, where I talk to the waitress for hours. It's a pizza joint, and it's not healthy at all. I keep trying to avoid it, but when I need to be sociable and my friend isn't available, I go there.
I know I'm complaining, and I've tried really hard for weeks to fight these feelings, but I can no longer do it alone. I need help, a reminder why I'm doing this in the first place.