How on earth did i reach 17 stone??? Im 26 :( .. i have a son in a wheelchair who i am struggling to lift because my own weight. My back is broken.. i dont want sympathy and definately don't deserve any...
F'n depression and anxiety has got me here... gaining weight due to my nerves about leaving the house... i sit in alot eating... food is my comfort... my god damn addiction.. i am so frustrated with myself.
I have also body dysmorphia and i am struggling so bad

Im tired of this life living a struggle. But i keep going for my son. Im ruining my new relationship because i am ashamed of myself. I feel hes gonna leave me like my sons dad did.. how do i fix this? When i struggle with my addiction... when i struggle with myself.
Every morning i wake up and i want a better life.. i tell myself today is the day... its the first thought in the morning and my last at night. Why cant i do it .. im fed up.
If i had 1 wish it would be to be healthy again.. my biggest regret in life is getting to this.. letting myself get so lost
I hate myself so much.