I don't even know how to start this journal entry. It took me 2 years to lose 130+ pounds, and another 2 years to gain it all back.
Last week, on July 27th, I found out I'd lost a dear friend during the night. The week before that, I had to put down my dog and literal best friend, who I'd had over 10 years and loved so much. I've been in a deep depression for a long time, even before those things happened. I'm unhappy with my job that I've been at for almost 14 years and know it's time to make a change, but can't seem to cut the strings. I'm underpaid and in dire financial straits. My relationship is strained and needs attention and work. My health has declined, I'm sure directly related to my weight gain. It's been a struggle for a long time just to get through my day.
July 27th would have also been my mother's birthday. I miss her so much.
I realized I was at an all-time low in my life and I needed to just lay down and give up, or stand up and fight. It was time to take back control. I took the first step, by going back on the eating plan that has worked so well for me in the past. I've dropped lbs every day -- I'm sure most of it is fluid, by I already am feeling better and my energy level has gone up. I can see past the fog.
I won't say I'm standing yet, but at least I'm crawling. Tomorrow is my 47th birthday. I'm not ready to give up.
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167.8 公斤
最近减少: 10.4 公斤.
还有: 54.4 公斤.
饮食准则: 100%.
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一个星期减少5.4 公斤
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