Haven't been here for a week. The last week has been appalling. I suffer from depression and it tends to come in waves. Had a major mood swing this week and felt very low, and totally lost all focus on my weight loss. I comfort ate like crazy and spent a lot of my spare time in bed. And you name it, I ate it. Cakes, chocolate, takeaways, white crusty bread and butter. Absolutely horrendous
Hardly suprising that at weigh in tonight I had put on 4.5lb's I'd emailed my consultant during the week and told her I had gone off the rails, and she came up after group to check I was ok. My total disappointment in myself meant I was so low and I ended up crying. She was lovely, told me to draw a line under it and commended me for not wimping out of the weigh in. She told me to wake up fresh tomorrow and get back into it.
She is right and I do want to put the last week behind me. Problem is that I feel such a failure. I've let myself down and been so stupid, thinking chocolate will somehow make me feel better. I'm supposed to be an intelligent, independent woman and yet can't control what I stick in my own mouth, despite knowing how unhappy my weight makes me.
Sorry for the ramble guys, would just appreciate any words of comfort/advice to help me shake off the feelings of guilt and failure that are weighing me down. I feel incredibly useless right now and finding it hard to believe I can get over this and succeed again
Hardly suprising that at weigh in tonight I had put on 4.5lb's I'd emailed my consultant during the week and told her I had gone off the rails, and she came up after group to check I was ok. My total disappointment in myself meant I was so low and I ended up crying. She was lovely, told me to draw a line under it and commended me for not wimping out of the weigh in. She told me to wake up fresh tomorrow and get back into it.
She is right and I do want to put the last week behind me. Problem is that I feel such a failure. I've let myself down and been so stupid, thinking chocolate will somehow make me feel better. I'm supposed to be an intelligent, independent woman and yet can't control what I stick in my own mouth, despite knowing how unhappy my weight makes me.
Sorry for the ramble guys, would just appreciate any words of comfort/advice to help me shake off the feelings of guilt and failure that are weighing me down. I feel incredibly useless right now and finding it hard to believe I can get over this and succeed again