OK, this is pretty much just me blabbing about myself, because I can't really talk to anyone else about it. I also need some advice on how to change my self-image...
I'm 22 years old, a junior college student with no money, and married to a wonderful person who loves me for who I am. I am currently 244 lbs, and have been for months. I also hate myself, and nobody around me really gets it... Reading this will probably convince you that I'm selfish and envious, and you'd be right. But I have to vent to someone...
When I got out of high school, I was about 170 (also 5'9", my current height). I was kinda pudgy, but I didn't really care. I didn't dress up, I didn't wear makeup, and I had very low self-esteem. The first year after high school, I gained 110 lbs and got up to weighing 286 lbs. That was when I realized that I had to start caring about myself if I was ever going to lose that weight, so I started caring more about what I wore and how I fixed my hair and all that. It actually helped me, and I lost 40 lbs over three years. VERY slowly, but at least it was something. When I weighed the most was a bad time for me... I dropped out of college, dithered around for a bit, and generally wallowed in my own depression before I could pull myself up again.
Now I'm back in school, about to complete a certificate in medical transcription and get an internship. The problem is that I don't get to get out much. I live in central Texas, where it's 100 degrees for a big chunk of the year. I hate hot weather, but I don't have enough money to move north yet. Because it's so hot most of the year, I don't get out to exercise. I also have to take online classes, because I live too far from the college to commute every day. This means that I'm stuck inside, sitting at my computer all day... I try to do yoga, and I work out on my mom's Wii with WiiFit, but some days I wonder why I bother...
I have a bad food addiction, and nobody understands it at all! My mom and my husband are always telling me to eat less, but it's so hard! Sometimes I just gobble down whatever I can find because I just don't care anymore, and then I feel bad about it. In high school, we were always being lectured about how terrible it was that young girls are anorexic and bulemic, but I can't help but envy them because I could never pluck up the courage to purge or starve myself... Lord knows I've tried... Does that sound horrible of me? I'm sorry if I sound unsympathetic to those girls, but every time I see girls my age walking around looking like super models, I can't help wanting to slam my head into a wall... When I tell this to a friend or my mom, all they say is that I shouldn't feel jealous... But I do, and I don't know how to stop feeling that way!
Recently I started the Weight Watchers diet along with my mom, who of course is doing great and looking wonderful. She's lost 20 lbs in three months. I've barely lost 10 lbs in three months... Sometimes I wish I could get liposuction, but then I start to think that even if I could, I'd just gain all the weight back again. That's when I start to hate myself...
The only friend I have who struggles with weight issues is also depressed about herself, but she gets lots of sympathy from everyone because she cuts herself. I tried doing that, just so someone would notice, but I couldn't do it because I'm too afraid of pain. Because I don't cut myself, starve myself, or throw up after every meal, nobody takes me seriously! They think I don't really care about my weight, and in fact my friend has said before that if I were really serious, I'd do something extreme. I tried! I can't! And I don't know what to do or where to turn...
Sometimes I try to read inspirational stories. I idolize Queen Latifah. But it never helps me... I could never be as beautiful as Queen Latifah, and I don't even have half of her confidence...
Because I'm big, and because I'm so tall, nobody has every really thought of me as a sensitive or shy person. All through school, I was seen as snobby or aloof when I was really just shy. Because I'm not small and cute like other girls my age, people never believe me when I tell them I'm shy. Other girls always made fun of me, and even the nice ones would accidentally hurt me. A friend of my younger sister, who happened to be tiny and very skinny, once told me that I seemed strong and that she liked to be around me so I could protect her. I don't want to be seen as strong! I'm NOT strong! People are always so surprised when they find out that I'm physically weak, but I AM! It doesn't help that I'm a lot taller and bigger than my husband, either. I want to be seen as who I am; a shy, sensitive, bookish, artistic daydreamer. But people always see me as the tough one or the "nice fat girl" stereotype... In fact, people are always saying that I look a lot older than I am. When I was sixteen, I had people asking me if I was a teacher and if I had kids... Someone even thought my 10-year-old sister was my daughter...
I wish I could change the way I see myself. I keep thinking that if I could just be happy with who I am, then I could fit into the "nice fat girl" role. But I can't. I don't know how. I'm afraid that if I start to accept that I should change my personality, I'll never lose weight because I'll be content to be the fat one. And like I said, I could NEVER be like Queen Latifah because I'm just not confident enough... If I were like her, I'd be seen as a gorgeous and empowering woman. I wish...
If you actually read all of that, wow. Just wow. I don't really expect anyone to care, but I just had to get it out. Please don't blast me for it...


That's absolutely untrue. I haven't done anything extreme to change. And yet here I am. Changed. Changing. Ever changing.

Oh dear...