I went away with my sister this week. It was great but she was like lets take loads of pictures of us together. I couldn't do it. I was too embarrassed and now the moment has gone. I can't go back and record our fun. I am too ashamed. I am officially the heaviest ever. I cannot even bring myself to admit to you what size clothes I am now wearing.
No matter how much I tell myself I need this. Or want it. I cannot seem to do it. My will power (or lack there of) is disgusting. Right now I am pulling every motivational tool and inspirational idea out the big fat weight loss bag and hoping something sticks.
My eating sucks.
bah everything sucks.
One positive thing is I am moving out this week from my parents. I hope this helps.