I apologise if this rambles on a bit.
I am 64 and have been on and off diets most of my adult life. A few years ago I lost 5 stone, but I was so miserable trying to maintain it. Some weight inevitably crept back on. It always does
I eat when I'm stressed (as well as general greed) I'm going through a period of immense stress at the moment so am expanding rapidly.
Im now a size 16/18 and 5ft 7. No idea how much I weigh. This is the size I always end up.
I do feel that at 64 I really should just accept that this is me and that is ok. But, I look at myself in the mirror/shop window and all I see is failure and massive fat bits. When I see anyone else my size or bigger, my critical inner voice thinks nothing. I just admire their outfit, or whatever.
Why am I so critical of myself? I cannot stand the thought of another diet or mounjaro. I feel that however long I have left on this world should be spent loving myself,not constantly berating or hating myself.
I was a child of the 70s when everyone was very thin and my mother lived on cottage cheese and ryvita. Hasn't helped my inner voice.
How do I do this? How do I accept myself? How do I look in the mirror and not feel such a failure?
If you've read this far you deserve a medal. Thank you.