A health, fitness, and weight-loss story.

11.07.2013

A depressing freewrite...

I am so severely depressed right now I am barely functioning.  School is all I am able to do.  Nothing else is falling into place.

I hate my body right now.  We're always supposed to love our bodies, but when you gain weight back, you hate it more.  I hate it more now than I did when I weighed 282.5.  And that translated into hating myself.

I am full of doubt, have zero self-confidence, zero motivation.

I can't move well, my foot is in a boot and will be for weeks, then the other one will be.  I have a ruptured plantar fasica in one foot, a torn tendon in the other.

The healthier I became, the unhealthier I got.

I gotta get this shit under control.

I have always said this is a MIND thing and nothing more.  And it is.

My mind is not right.

I struggle because I have zero support.  No one in my real life supports this.  The crap the family brings into the home and eats in front of me--it's awful.  I don't cook anymore, I can't stand to be in the kitchen and smell pizza and all the junk food I loved years ago.

I'm so ready to throw in the towel.

I'm so disgusted with myself.

I need help.  I have nowhere to turn.  I will have to help myself.  I did before, look what I accomplished.  But I don't know that it's in me right now--I don't know how.  Yet I do.  I can't. I'm frozen.

I am unworthy.  Nothing I want in life, aside from school is happening.  I'm not happy.  I'm severely unhappy and I don't see that changing for a few years.  YEARS.

I just don't know what to do.

I'm fat again.  Not huge, not anything that I cannot get under control, but I'm NOT NOT NOT where I want to be.

I need to get rid of the self-loathing in order to get going.

How.  How...

There is only one answer, and I don't know that i have the energy, but that is:

Do.