**RANT**
Lately things have been kind of rocky. I've been doing well on my diet, and have lost 19lbs total since September. I should be thrilled, right?
I AM, but other things are bringing me down: I wish I had more hours with my job. I want to have extra spending cash [so I'd be able to join a gym once again]. My search for a second job has been a cruel one. I haven't had much of a social life. I have become a "home body". But...
I had a very good day. I worked the morning shift, walked to Commerce when I got off, deposited my pay check, and walked to Wawa to get my hands on more Kashi crunchy bars [new favorite, and cheaper there than Superfresh!]. I headed home, got in my PJs, and decided to relax a bit before dinner. Kenny came home and asked if I wanted to go out to eat, and I figured since I've been good, it would be okay. Since I reached about 2,000 calories for the day, I wanted to get some walking in. We walked South Street to Penns Landing and back. We stopped at my work and bought a 40 x 55 drymounted Monet piece to brighten up our living room. I was happy.
And then....
When I got home, I read a thread on a different forum, stating that obese people are lazy and don't care about themselves, they're disgraces, etc. I do care about my health, but I had an odd struggle with my weight. I was thin, and my mother cooked healthy and portioned my meals. No junk food in the house. She was strict. But I gained 100lbs in the course of 2 summers. She took me to the doctors, had me tested for thyroid problems - nothing was wrong. My last 30ish pounds I take blame for. I fell into a black hole when I moved in with my grandparents. I was taken by the lonely life I led. I had no friends there. My mother and sister moved to Florida. I was an outcast at school because I was "different" - I felt abandoned. So I filled that hole with food. Tons of food. Food was my comfort blanket and I felt like a baby cradled in their mother's arms. This 30lbs accumulated over 3 years.
But here I am, down 30lbs from my highest weight of
256. I eat healthy, I shop healthy. I never head high blood pressure or any other medical problems :knocks on wood:. I've been rather healthy.
But after reading that forum, it makes me believe that all people will judge me. "Oh, she eats tons of fast food, she doesn't exercise, she doesn't care about herself". They won't know I've lost 30lbs, I eat healthy, and I am changing my life...
For good.
I wish people wouldn't be so cruel. It's not fair. They don't understand because they never had to struggle with their weight. I bet if they were on the opposite side of the plate, they wouldn't say they're disgusting and a disgrace.