Rejected Doll I have asthma and IBS, my IBS has disappeared and I am most definitely feeling the benefits of being able to walk easier. I walked around our local shopping centre yesterday and my back didn’t kill me walking around.
I am panicking a bit today; I booked my holiday yesterday and brought a snorkel and flippers today, what if I don’t lose enough to feel comfortable walking around.
What if I feel fat and stupid still, what if I feel like I did last year in Tunisia?
I need to lose at least 6 or 7 stone to be anywhere near hopeful, what if I don’t.
I want to un-book the holiday and hide in a cupboard.
I really need to do this for myself; I put up this happy confident front all day long and don’t admit it to myself that the looks and snide comments don’t hurt.
I want to wear one of those swimsuits that have shorts and a separate top, and feel OK in it.
I want to be able to sit in a chair with arms and not touch the sides in the restaurants and to be able to wear a dress.
Sorry for the ramble.