Oh dear, I was blind, but now I see
Tuesday, July 24, 2018
It's been a year and a week since my family's accident. My cousin lost her husband and 2 children). All through that time there have been a lot of lows, like, A LOT... Therapy has helped some, but I didn't care enough about myself or my future to manage my stress, emotions or health well.
My weight has ballooned, my health has declined, my physical pain has multiplied.
I realize, I know and I admit to myself and to anyone who reads this, I am eating myself in to an early grave and - IT STOPS NOW!
I am a closet eater and have not made myself accountable to anyone. So as part of this process, I am going to blog my daily (or somewhat daily) whatever... What I eat or my emotions... My therapist says I don't talk about myself enough, well I guess that is gonna change! ;) I have quashed my sadness and loneliness with food for far too long.
Here I am world - I weigh 270 lbs and I am an eataholic!