I just lost twelve pounds on my first week of Cambridge, and my counsellor was puzzled I didn't seem happier. I think at some level, I may be afraid to stop being fat. This week's loss has made me think that if I continue this diet, I will actually lose weight, and what will that mean? I'm trying to think if my identity involves my longterm fatness, and what hooks I have been letting myself off because I was fat..? What might make me want to stay fat? Why is fat 'safer', despite how unhappy it has made me?
Does this resonate with anyone else?