Monday, 14 December 2015

Breathing room

I've done nothing about my weight and the comfort eating (and corresponding girth expansion) continues apace. However, I bit the bullet and dragged myself to a doctor today. Burst into tears in her office and have come home gratefully clutching anti-depressants. She also wants me to start seeing a psychologist once the meds have kicked in and I'm feeling like more of a functioning human being again. I'm a bit ambivalent about that but we'll see next year.

So, my weight loss goals have resoundingly not been met and I have to accept going home for Christmas much larger than last year. It will be painful but if I'm being honest with myself I just don't see myself making any progress on that front until I've got out of this fug I'm in. Hopefully 2016 will be a little brighter.

3 comments:

  1. You've taken a really big step, so be proud of yourself. Get yourself in a happier, more peaceful place, and then the weight loss will follow much more naturally.

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  2. I think this is positive and you're on the way back up. A very important step you should be proud of.

    Px

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  3. I think this is positive and you're on the way back up. A very important step you should be proud of.

    Px

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