I hate that I allow myself to feel so disgusted with my body. It has served me well and deserves to be loved. It has carried and birthed two bouncing baby boys and walked me everywhere until I passed my driving test at the age of 52 (I'm so happy to drive a car but do think it's added to my weight gain). I'm so grateful to have a fully functioning, relatively healthy, body.
But I just hate all the blubber! I HATE IT!!!! I look in the mirror and I just see mounds of fat everywhere. Fat thighs, Fat boobs, Fat arms, Fat legs, Fat bum and worst of all my flabby jelly belly 😭and it's just NOT MOVING!
I'm trying so hard, I've cut out so much and restricted my diet drastically. I thought the weight would fall of but it just hasn't. I've lost about 12lbs in as many weeks, but if I have a little treat at the weekend I'll gain a couple of pounds overnight, it's just ridiculous. I feel like someone is playing a rotten game with me, adjusting the scales or hiding extra fat in my meals 😂Last Friday I had 2 Bacardi and diet cokes, a small packet of Space Raiders and a small choc ice, when I woke up on Saturday I'd gained a pound.. HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?
I'm just venting here because I'm sick of not being able to buy/wear the clothes and fashions that I like, I'm stuck wearing flowy dresses or leggings and baggy t shirts. I'm sick of hating every photograph I see of myself and most of all I'm sick of the scales telling me that I weigh nearly 14 stone!! I've been dieting and going to the gym for nearly 4 months now, why am I still so fat and gross?
It's so frustrating, I'm sorry to moan, I am grateful to have a body that functions as it should (I work in a hospital and see sick and injured people every day, I appreciate how lucky I am). I'm just so disappointed that all of my hard work isn't paying off in the way I thought it would.
If anyone else feels the need to vent please do, I'd like to know I'm not alone in my frustration! 🙃