I'm overweight (obese actually). My weight has crept up over the past ten years despite up to then (mostly) being size 10/12. I'm fatter and heavier than I've ever been, now going into a size 20, and I'm so unhappy and filled with self loathing.
When my youngest son was born (he's 24 now) I did go to a size 16 but lost that and was back at a 10 until as I say about ten years ago, even through having my daughter this now 17.
How I did it then was completely cut calories and walked a lot. I'm now 52 with a sedentary job and do NO exercise whatsoever. I'm an absolute glutton when it comes to food. I don't eat unhealthily but far too much, and have been eating chocolate and drinking full fat fizzy pop. Writing it down makes me so ashamed of myself.
My plan is to do 100 days of cutting the calories and eating no chocolate etc and drinking no full fat pop. My daughter is 18 in August and also gets her A level results and I would so like to be in photos with her celebrating instead of saying, delete that one, god I look awful in that one.
The truth is I DO look awful; I know 'looks' don't matter, or shouldn't do, but I used to be attractive and now I look like Ursula from the little mermaid but paler!
My knees ache and I'm even struggling now to get out of the bath easily or paint my toenails, and it's hard to run after my youngest grandson who's just two (I mind him once a week); my tummy is massive as are the tops of my arms and legs. And my face looks like a very white potato. The only good thing I've got going for me is I have lovely hair!
I do make a joke of it in front of my family; my kids are lovely and say I'm not fat, but what else can they say really?
Inside though I'm secretly mortified at how vile I look, and I am determined I AM going to lose the weight, and get fitter. I have bought in fruit, salad, oats, sparkling water and no sugar juice, even a sugar substitute as I can't seem to get below 1/2 tsp in my tea!
I've bought a new weighing scale and am going to weigh myself tomorrow morning and that's the start of it. I'm also going to walk much more, I live the canal and some very nice woods.
My lovely late mum (herself only a size 12) used to say, we thought a bit unkindly, to me and my sister (who is also fat like me) that we should 'eat less, move more' and I now think she's right, as that's the only thing that is going to work!
I don't really know why I've posted; it's just I can't bear to tell anyone how bad I'm feeling about my looks, size and health. If anyone has any ideas to help me get there, that would be amazing. And thanks for reading!