So here's the story. I'm 5" 2, been overweight all my adult life (around size 18-22) but the last year particularly I've completely ballooned. I can't write the weights, I really can't. I've been kidding myself that I'm still a 22 but in reality I'm probably a 26, I calculate I've put on about 5 stone in the last year or so. I am a pinhead on a great big mass of flesh.
So I know all this, and am horrified and disgusted. But yesterday I saw The Photo and now I don't even want to leave the house. What the fuck have I done to myself?? I need to change this now before I kill myself with my bad habits.
Also, we're talking about a big extended family holiday in the summer and it turns out there'll possibly be flying involved. The thought of airline seat humiliation is filling me with dread.
To complicate matters I have an injury from a fall which is painful and means I can hobble at best at the moment. This is temporary and getting better but isn't yet. Also, I have severe back ache when I stand or walk for very short distances. This all limits my mobility. I feel 100. I feel shit. I'm constantly knackered and bad tempered. My life is miserable all through my own doing.
I've tried so many diets but just cannot stick to them, am totally pathetic I know. Am now considering surgery (which I know also requires lifestyle changes and isn't a cure all). The thought of it fills me with horror but I don't know where else to turn or where to go from here.
Sorry, this might not make much sense, I just feel shit about myself, shit that I've let it get this far and shit that I didn't do something about it when I was that bit more mobile.
Even though I know all the diets etc, I don't know where to start.