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I'm really tired of being fat. I'm frustrated lately in the realization that doing things correctly means that I am still going to be fat for a long time. I'm obese. Obese people don't run everyday. Obese people don't consistently eat an appropriate amount of calories. I realize that this obesity is the physical manifestation of a lifetime of bad decisions and for that reason it will take time to recover.
I'm ashamed of my body to a degree that I never have been before. The belly and the love handles really make me feel self conscious now. I'm enjoying wearing all of the layers because I can hide. I was so happy with the progress that I had made by last April when I did the 5K. I realized going back to look at a photo that I am embarrassed by how fat I looked. That made me realize that in another 40 pounds I will be embarrassed of how I look now which caused me to go ahead and be embarrassed now because why wait?
I want to hide from the world until I'm not fat anymore. I know things have and continue to improve, but I'm really unsatisfied with that at the moment. I am already doing everything that there is to do which is great, but now I have to find acceptance for the fact that I may be deeply dissatisfied with my physical self for a while. The alternative is to go backwards deeper into obesity, self-pity, and an early grave and that is not going to happen. That is little comfort for the limbo that my life is and will be for the foreseeable future. I know my attitude will improve as my physical body does the same. I also know that in some way it is progress to be completely repulsed by my fatness because it comes from a realization that not being fat is a fact for me. I will get to and keep a normal weight. That is good to know. It somehow goes beyond will or resolve. It is the only future for me. That just makes me anxious and dissatisfied with fat me today. I have to get past this as my brain yelling "STOP BEING FAT!" at itself isn't particularly productive. /end_