I'm hoping that by sticking this on a different thread that it won't muck up our conversational thread with CRAP. I'm also hoping that by putting this in writing that maybe it will STOP this distructive behavior I'm in the middle of. I don't expect anyone to read it, nor do I really want you to. We're supposed to be positive and this is NOT going to be positive.
2cute wrote to find out what was the matter, so thank you. Maybe it will drive me back on track.
I've just been in such a funk lately. Beating myself up about my FAT. Being sooooo sick of it, but not willing to do anything to fix it because it will take too long. So instead I'm just grabbing and eating anything and everything I want to eat and the cycle goes on. Then I look in the mirror and get really pissed at myself and then go out and have a donut!
I've gone up just shy of 3 pounds in two weeks. I can't stand myself anymore. Just want to curl up in bed and sleep. Unfortuneately, I ache all over when I lay in bed too much. Can't win! I want INSTANT results. A couple of pounds a week just isn't going to make me happy right now.
I'm back to needing the next size larger clothes. I hurt all the time and just don't see an end in sight.
The flip side is I know my plan works. I've done so well on it in the past. Unfortuneately, "the past" was 6 years ago. Ohhh how it hurts to say that. To admit that it's been 6 years since I made a diligent effort to lose this weight.
I had been down 85 pounds from my high weight when I fell off the wagon, now here I am only down 15 from that top weight and still climbing. What will it take. Am I trying to see how big I can get? Am I testing Honey to see just how big I can get before he doesn't want me anymore? WOW, that was tough, but it has crossed my mind. What the heck am I doing?
My knees have been really bothering me, so of course, the "evil machine" has been left alone. I just don't understand how I could walk for hours and hours at Shipshewana and then come home and hurt so bad and when I'm doing my jobs I ache and am so out of breathe. I'm so sick of myself.
I need to turn this around. But my gosh, it takes forever! A couple of pounds a week is nice, but when I'm this overwhelmed with pounds, a couple a week just doesn't do my mind any good.
Well, now that I have purged all this negative, maybe life can go on. Any of you who read this.....I don't know whether to hug you or holler at you for not following directions. Please don't let my junk bring you down. That's why I put this over here instead of where we all go all the time.
Also, I want you to know that I am fine. I have no thoughts of doing myself in (in case you're worried). I'm not in a state of depression, just a funk. Again, if you did decide to read (when I told you not to), I love you. Be good to yourself. You deserve every good thing that comes along in life. I will try to remember those words for myself and work very hard on getting out of this state of mind.

Of course that kind of a title will catch my eye and cause my nosy nose to stick in where it maybe shouldn't be. Can get myself into an awful lot of trouble that way.
you feel, you can do this! You (and everyone else for that matter) have been such an inspiration and help to me. When I first found you guys, I was so completely disgusted with myself (sound familiar?!). Now, I know that no matter what, I am beautiful. Now my goal is to be healthier - emotionally and physically.

You know darn well that I am going to read a post like that!!! We are all loving, caring and supportive ..... but also nosy and curious!

I'm not doing this anymore. I don't care how
Sam
However, me being me, I'll try to add a few cent's worth. 