Over the last 20 years I've put on weight. I'm very overweight. I had my last babies in 2013, had awful post natal depression and have just recently come off the anti depressants.
I have an appointment tomorrow to join the local gym and feel more awake than I have in 4 years. Up until recently I've wanted to sleep all the time.
I have a little work from home job and pretty much support myself financially (as in clothes, going out without DP etc) and pay my own bills (mobile, share of house bills etc). DP pays a car loan for my car.
I am sick to death of the way he speaks to me. My 11 yo comes and says don't worry, everyone has arguments etc because he hates the thought that we will break up.
I am called fat, lazy, saggy etc anytime we have a disagreement.
I've had counselling to support me through this relationship and the verbal attacks but today and the last week I'm just sick of it. It seems like it's ramped up.
Surely there are worse things in the world than being fat?