I began losing weight in 2007, and I went from 245 at 5'9 to 170 by 2009. I was so excited about my new and improved, 40Something, extra athletic body image. It was internalized by a feeling of pride over my secret, and yet modest, self accomplishment.
Then, in 2009 my beloved therapist, whom I actually had an infatuitive little crush on, abandoned me abruptly. He sent me a letter Informing me that he had stopped practicing psychotherapy. I had no time to process this personal loss.
I was anxious and felt like a ship, left adrift at sea. I guess I felt somewhat angry too. I therefore began sublimating with my new found, "COSCO Therapy." I began purchasing loads of junk food, at least 2x per week from my local COSCO. Then I would park and binge on food at the local park. I would eat like an Ox; numb, and emotionless, and totally Out of Any Sort of Self Control.
I totally forgot about how good I felt being in, "Total Control" over all the weight that I had lost. It certainly was easier Re-Gaining the weight than it was to lose it.
I had lost it mainly through self control, and 100's of yds of laps in the pool at my local JC. Also, I frequented my local gym nightly. This routine was always the same; workouts were always after dinner, after work, and after my lap swim, earlier in the day. I thought I had mastered, "The Perfect Balance." The balance of control, over weight loss that is.
But after I met COSCO bakery dept and pasta dishes, and oodles of other delish foods, I lost my self discipline.
As I already said, I went to parks and ate, and ate, and ate. Once I had to go directly to the hospital to have my tummy pumped after they realized that I had way too much food in me.
Then, I realized that I could do what they did to me, each time I ate way too much of Everything. So I began eating and purging at least 2x per week.
I lost a bunch more weight and was in total control Again. Or so I thought?
Then I tried to eat normally again as I was tired of going to the dentist and having to pay for a mouthful of cosmetic fillings to be re-filled again and again and again.....
So then I just ate mainly veggies, and some carbs and protein, and went to the gym religiously, on a daily basis.
I lost more weight, until the heat wave. Then I drank loads of water, all day long. After 3 days I weighed my body and almost fell off the scale from exhaustion of how hard I was trying to lose weight, and the fact that the scale said I had gained 8 lbs in just 3 days.
So I began fasting big time, and still drinking loads of ice water. A co-worker at work said this was, "The real secret of weight loss."
I haven't lost the 8 that I gained and am feeling really ANXIOUS over what my body is going to decide to do to me next.
I can't gain anymore weight. My goal is to go from 190 to 150, eventually. I was at 200, and then just gained 10 lbs from drinking loads of water in 1.5 week period of time. I had always heard that drinking water, helps you lose weight, not put on extra pounds?
What else should I do? I really want to fit in my old skinny jeans, that I purchased 2 yrs ago, and a bunch of work dresses and skirts are 1 size too small for my abdominal area, where I have a HUGE pooch. And embarrassingly enough, my former psychotherapist made a note of this too, just a few sessions before he dropped me, like an oversized,"Hot Potato!"
Oh, and my periods are now Totally irregular, and I feel so lethargic upon awakening in the morning that I have to drink about 2-3 cups of coffee in the early morning just to get my motor started.
Any suggestions???