Uncomfortable. That is how I feel. Every minute of every single day. I am uncomfortable...uncomfortable in my own skin, literally, because there is FAR too much of it. And under that layer of far too much skin is far too much fat - adding to the feeling of complete discomfort. I feel squished, literally squished, all the time. I'm tired of feeling uncomfortable.
I started a big long post today about how I got to this point, exploring my emotional eating and the ballooning of my weight to a whopping 430 lbs. But you know what - all that is beside the point now. I am here. I can't change the past. I can only change what comes next. And so that is what I am doing...and I will keep doing it until I get it right.
Yesterday I started Weight Watchers again...for the 9,000,000,001 time. I signed up and started tracking. I made it through the day yesterday, and even though I still felt uncomfortable & squished most of the day, I also felt good. I felt like I had accomplished something. I felt possibility in the air.
This is not a journey that will be easy...Obviously, this journey didn't start yesterday, I've been on it for a very long time. I've started it over more times than I care to count. I've taken 2 steps forward and 100 steps back on many, many occasions. Yesterday I took a step forward - and from here on out I am committed to taking it day by day. Nothing more, just day by day.