Oh, father I have sinned. It’s getting really hard for me to manage my weight. Struggling with a Binge Eating Disorder is really frustrating. One day you eat clean, feel good about yourself and the then next day you end up inhaling all of this junk food.
Look at this sexy waffle. It was delicious and I hate myself for being such a sugar addict. Why wasn’t I born without a sweet tooth? The weirdest thing is that your brain always convinces you This is the last time, tomorrow I will be good and only eat healthy.
Therapy can only do so much. I feel like this is something I will have to deal with all my life. My BMI considers me obese and I really just want to get back to a normal weight. I know that I look fine. I don’t look obese, I am still considered normal I guess – but the number on the scale bothers me.
Another summer of me not feeling comfortable in my own skin and wearing pants underneath my dresses because I can’t walk when my thunder legs rub against each other. I remember two years ago, when I lost a significant amout of weight, for the first time ever I was able to wear a skirt without shorts underneath them. It was the best feeling. I want that again.