redhead66
This will be my year
Hello everyone,
Well after months of half-heartedly mucking around with CD, tomorrow is Day 1 on SS... and I can't believe how much I'm looking forward to it. I got down to target 4 years ago on LL, but then had some major upheavals in my life and ended up putting it all back on plus more besides :ashamed0005:
I'm so fed up of my weight ruling my life that I'm determined to sort it out once and for all. Christmas has been a nightmare, I've avoided going out because I feel like such a fat blimp at the side of all the gorgeous, slim women in their strappy dresses. One of my big goals is to be able to wear the clothes I like rather than hiding behind the clothes I think hide my weight the best.
The worst day came last weekend, when my OH pulled a gorgeous, slinky, strappy dress from the back of the wardrobe where I'd hidden it since I became too big to wear it. He's never known me slim, and says that he loves me regardless, but he was so wistful when he said that he'd love to take me to the sort of place where I could wear it again, though he knows I wouldn't go. I didn't cry in front of him, but I've cried buckets since because it's made me realise just how much my weight has taken over my life and now it's affecting his as well.
Sorry for rambling on, I just needed to get this off my chest and know that on here I'll find others who understand and can support my journey.
Well after months of half-heartedly mucking around with CD, tomorrow is Day 1 on SS... and I can't believe how much I'm looking forward to it. I got down to target 4 years ago on LL, but then had some major upheavals in my life and ended up putting it all back on plus more besides :ashamed0005:
I'm so fed up of my weight ruling my life that I'm determined to sort it out once and for all. Christmas has been a nightmare, I've avoided going out because I feel like such a fat blimp at the side of all the gorgeous, slim women in their strappy dresses. One of my big goals is to be able to wear the clothes I like rather than hiding behind the clothes I think hide my weight the best.
The worst day came last weekend, when my OH pulled a gorgeous, slinky, strappy dress from the back of the wardrobe where I'd hidden it since I became too big to wear it. He's never known me slim, and says that he loves me regardless, but he was so wistful when he said that he'd love to take me to the sort of place where I could wear it again, though he knows I wouldn't go. I didn't cry in front of him, but I've cried buckets since because it's made me realise just how much my weight has taken over my life and now it's affecting his as well.
Sorry for rambling on, I just needed to get this off my chest and know that on here I'll find others who understand and can support my journey.