*Warning* This post is real. It is raw. It is who I am and what I feel. I apologize in advance for the rambling post.
All right. I have not posted in quite some time. I did take a blogging break, but I was planning on still continuing here. However, that obviously did not happen.
I have run out of motivation already. It seems like as soon as I quit/could not do Metabolism Miracle, all motivation and gusto went straight out the window. I seem to be continuing the same cycle that I always get on. I get motivated and excited. I plan, find a new diet or a new exercise, and get started. Then I peter out. I give up.
I don't know what is wrong with me. I have food issues. I have eating issues. And I don't know how to fix them or make them better. If there is junk in the house, I will eat it. If I'm at a social gathering, I will eat it. I have no discipline, no willpower, no motivation.
I hate my body. I hate the way I look. I want to live a healthy life for my children. I want to be able to play with them without getting tired. I want to be able to shop for clothes and not get depressed.
And yet, none of this seems to motivate me enough. None of these things keep me on track.
I cannot stay on track. I cannot continue to eat healthy. I cannot continue to exercise.
I am fat. I am obese. I am ugly. I am disgusting. I cannot understand how my husband finds me attractive. I cannot understand how my husband can like to look at me.
I have such low self-esteem. I have my whole life. A large part of it comes from my father and how he treated me.
How do I get myself out of this? It seems like every time I try, I fail. I am just a big, huge failure and I just continue to get more and more unhealthy and fatter and fatter.
I'm lost. I don't know what to do, where to go, where to turn, how to pull myself out. All I know is that I do not like what I see in the mirror (if I ever looked in a mirror.)
Sometimes, I even wonder if I am addicted to food. Is that a real addiction? If so, what do you do to get over it. It's not like you can just go cold turkey and quit eating food. We need food in order to survive.
How fat do I have to get? How obese am I going to be?
I don't know where to go from here. I can dust myself off and get back up on that wagon, but am I fighting a losing battle? Am I destined to be fat forever? Is there ever going to be anything that works for me and helps me stay motivated and get the weight off? It seems like nothing works for me, no matter how hard I try. I lose a little bit, then I stall, then I go back to old habits.
Where does it end? When will it end?
WHY is it so hard? What is so difficult about this?