Hello everyone, I'm new but I think this site is just what I need!
I have been very overweight for years now and have become a recluse, I've no friends left, I don't go anywhere and I'm invisible to my family. A few weeks ago I decided that something needed to change. It was after the usual Christmas nightmare, you know, when you have to go to social gatherings and anything you wear looks ridiculous and everyone is so glad to see you because whatever they look like, they know that you will look worse which, of course makes them feel wonderful! My husband stopped 'seeing' me years ago. He has a very active social life and never takes me anywhere. He has become so complacent knowing I will always stay at home to look after the kids (all grown up now) do the cooking/shopping/housework/washing etc.etc. and have his meal ready when he decides to come home. He travels abroad a lot, never thinking for one minute to leave any contact details, it's as if I only exist as his skivvy.
I'm ready for change. No-one knows I'm losing weight but I don't care, something feels different, it feels like I've just woken up from a nightmare. I'm into my third week now and I'm hoping that by writing a diary here (not a food diary-just a thoughts diary) it will keep me motivated.
Am I really the only person in the world that feels so invisible??:gen157:
I have been very overweight for years now and have become a recluse, I've no friends left, I don't go anywhere and I'm invisible to my family. A few weeks ago I decided that something needed to change. It was after the usual Christmas nightmare, you know, when you have to go to social gatherings and anything you wear looks ridiculous and everyone is so glad to see you because whatever they look like, they know that you will look worse which, of course makes them feel wonderful! My husband stopped 'seeing' me years ago. He has a very active social life and never takes me anywhere. He has become so complacent knowing I will always stay at home to look after the kids (all grown up now) do the cooking/shopping/housework/washing etc.etc. and have his meal ready when he decides to come home. He travels abroad a lot, never thinking for one minute to leave any contact details, it's as if I only exist as his skivvy.
I'm ready for change. No-one knows I'm losing weight but I don't care, something feels different, it feels like I've just woken up from a nightmare. I'm into my third week now and I'm hoping that by writing a diary here (not a food diary-just a thoughts diary) it will keep me motivated.
Am I really the only person in the world that feels so invisible??:gen157: