Mooniestar's Diary: The Conscious Effort

Hiya Moonie! I totally agree with Jess. Your body starts starvation mode when you eat only a little. Its much healthier eating something, than barely eating at all. You will build and tone muscle. You will have more energy if you eat right, which is more, but the three servings of rice, like Jess said lol you may want to rethink. But you did good! Keep it up, that epiphany is hard to come by, finding your bodys tune just right, knowing what you need to do, eat and live... and wow .. you go girl!!


kudos to you hun
always
natalie jo :hurray:
 
Baby Steps

Here's another day, and unfortunately it's already almost over! As of last night, our desktop computer crashed. It was bad. Oh man. And after spending hours on it last night, and hours this morning, I finally reached a compromise with the darn thing. I'm currently transferring everything to our external hard drive, and I'm just going to wipe the entire system then load everything back on. After everything else I've tried, it's all I can do.

Anyway, on to the juicy parts of the day. I woke up and had Cheerios for breakfast, and while I was waiting for that to digest, I finished reading Harry Potter/Deathly Hallows for the 80th time ;P I don't care what people say, I think they're good, and they definitely mean something to me as they followed me all throughout my childhood. But I digress. As soon as I settled with the computer problems, I decided that it was time for a work out. I played DDR once again ( I love it!), but I added a bit of a twist. This is an experiment, and if it's bad, I'm not going to do it too often, so don't worry. Anyway, I bought some ankle weights after some research on the interwebs, and figured out that they might be able to help me on this weight loss journey. As a test, I wore them all day at work yesterday (6 hour shift) and OH MY GOD! I could feel myself sweating from the exertion. It was quite surprising, especially since I climb up and down the stairs all the time. However, I figured that, and wore my heart monitor also (haha, I'm weird) and for normal tasks like stocking shelves and whatnot, my heart rate averaged 10-15 beats higher than normal. Amazing really.

Oh yeah, I also got a pedometer because I thought surely all the walking at the store and warehouse that I do has to count for something. I also wore that the same day I wore my monitor and ankle weights, and from 8 AM to 2 PM, I walked 9,955 steps. Whoa! Right? I'm a busy bee. Of course, I say that because I don't know how many steps the average person walks in a day.

And now, on to food. I went to the commissary (that's grocery store to civvies, lol) with my mom, and was bound and determined to walk out of there with little to no processed foods and some very healthy snacks. Because I love to snack, and if I'm gonna snack, it's gonna be healthy. So anyway, it got a little tense between Mom and me. I was picking out all kinds of stuff we wouldn't usually buy (like fresh salmon instead of ground beef) and she got... defensive or something. But without going into too much detail, I think I'm proving to her how much I want to eat healthy and that it's not just a phase I'm going through. Hopefully it'll get a little smoother in the future. Or I can move out and grocery shop on my own.

With that said, I almost forgot. I also have this Kickboxing DVD that came with weighted gloves, and when I wore those plus the ankle weights... WOW!! I just got done about 15 minutes ago, and I feel great! Tired, but great ^___^ I'm going to be extra careful though, because if you exert yourself too much while wearing weighted clothing or accessories like these, you can get injured and that's the last thing I need.

I will say that playing DDR with the ankle weights was a WHOLE new challenge. I had to really concentrate if I wanted to get a full combo, and I feel like it's more of a workout than it has been.

Whew! I like where it's going, and I like that my legs are getting a bit more toned, and that I can see more and more definition in my arms and shoulders. I still have butt dimples though >__> Ugh.

Here's to the end of a great day, and an even better tomorrow! Toodles ^_^
 
Mmkay, I'm gonna write a quick entry, just so I don't get behind. Usually if my diary/journal gets bumped off the first or second page, it's probably been too long and I need to post another reply. So here goes!

Breakfast: Oatmeal and a little cereal, along with a 'mikan' orange, or clementine in the states. Drank some milk too.

Lunch: Chicken strips and a glass of tea. Yeah, not cool, but I had a craving for it. Oops, I also forgot. I am drinking water throughout the day, so yeah. Haven't forgot about that ^^

Exercise: None yet... yet! I swear, I'll do something today. I have to work in about an hour anyway, not sure if I want to work up a sweat just yet. >.> .... this calls for 10-minute trainer!

BUT! In the mean time, I decided to fire up our REALLY crappy web cam... man those pictures came out bad. Lol, that chick really needs to get a tan. I live on a tropical island, and I'm as white as a Noh mask.

On a bit of a more serious issue though, I'm 5 lbs away from my goal, but I still feel very flabby. Should I increase my goal instead? Make it 115 instead of 118? I'm just not sure. But anyway, this is progress and that's all that matters right now.

Man, those pictures are embarrassing..... *sigh*
 
You look great! Congrats on all the hard work you've been putting in. Honestly I would say to just start focusing more on the weights for the toning. LOSING weight won't neccessarily make you look more toned. Great job, keep it up :)
 
Moonie, my bf took a look at the pics and say you look perfect. He is 5'3 ... so he knows a little bit abought weight, he used to be skyrocked in the two hundreds, but now he is 170 and losing....

but seriously all you need is some good toning, your at your perfect weight,
I would love to have that perfect a body, maybe someday ...lol I am working on it... your an inspiration hun ...keep up the good work ...

Toning is what you want, losing weight wont bring the toning in .... weights do ... now you are in the area where you have gone from a 143 pounds to 123 pounds and now you need to tone, and girl, you will look even more gorgeious than you do now. Wow, what a great improvement ... your amazing .. keep trecking

always
natalie jo

(praying that will end up with Moonies body) lol jk

:seeya::hurray:
 
I will Prevail!

Hello all, I'm still alive. It's another day, and hopefully not only will I earn money at work, I'll earn a stronger, leaner body and gain back my confidence.

Yesterday I didn't eat too well. I had Cheerios with milk for breakfast, Subway for lunch, some Mikan oranges for a snack during work (my last ones!) and dinner.... um, yeah. I came home and there was leftover pizza on the stove. And like it was some kind of cartoon, my stomach growled the second I laid my eyes on it. So I got a piece. An another... I ate 4 slices total. Wowzers. I just couldn't stop! And then I had a piece of chocolate. And called it quits.

Phew. Luckily, it didn't set me back. When I woke up this morning for church, I hopped on the scale real quick and saw 122.4. But unfortunately, I woke up late and didn't eat breakfast before church. I'm making up for it now by eating a plate full of veggies (lettuce, baby carrots, broccoli, and cucumbers) and some lean turkey meat, and some nice cold water to wash it down. It's actually very satiating.

Oh yeah, I'm going to do a bit of an update. I know that the number on the scale isn't something I can depend on all the time, so I've decided to give my current measurements to show my progress.

Stats from Mid-October 2008:
Bicep: 12
Bust: 39
Waist: 30
Hip: 40.5
Thigh: 24
Calf: 15

My stats from December 2nd, 2009 (in inches):

Bicep: 10.25
Bust: 36.25
Waist: 26.5
Hip: 39
Thigh: 22.75
Calf: 14

My stats today, January 10, 2010 (5.5 weeks later)
Bicep: 10
Bust: 35.5
Waist: 26
Hip: 38
Thigh: 22
Calf: 14

So that's about 3.25 inches lost in a month overall. Sadly, my boobs got the brunt of it, and hardly any of my bras fit. *sigh* But as Ulala said in Persona 2 "A good woman isn't measured by her bra." However, I've lost 15 inches TOTAL since I very first started, so I'm sure that's a big accomplishment.

Anyway, I have to be at work in 2 hours, so I'm going to finish eating my veggies and then have a good workout. I'm going to begin focusing on toning and tightening up, and if all goes well I might not have to lose weight anymore, but just start maintaining. If I can get to that point, then I'll be a happy girl. So... here's for the best!
 
Meh, I Feel Blegh Today

So today was a tad... uninteresting. Woke up around 9:30, had some cereal for breakfast and realized "Hey, it's my day off, I'm gonna work out!" Awesome, right? Aha...ahhhah. Yeah. No.

I was feeling energetic, sure. But I put it off a bit more, and then a bit more. And then I was feeling hungry again, 3 hours later. So I ate a couple of pieces of turkey meat and decided, what the hey, a roll of Smarties. *face palm* Wow. Not 10 minutes goes by... 10 minutes! and I'm trying to read in my bedroom, and all of a sudden, I fall asleep so fast. I wake up at 4 PM, like someone drugged me or something. And hungry again. I didn't eat any more Smarties.

I fixed some Lipton's rice, and drank plenty of water. Probably not the best combination. But luckily, I didn't feel sedated again like before, and steeled myself to at least play some DDR. And I did, it was great! So I did get some cardio in, along with beating some high scores ;P

My mom did comment today that I looked pretty thin, and all I could think of to say was "That's what I was going for, haha." But then I quickly added in "You can be thin too, come with me!" and motioned with my hand. And she seriously asked "Where are you going?" Lol, no Mom, it's metaphorical. As in "Come with me and we can have a weight loss journey together!" But she didn't bite, and I didn't press. I'm just hoping that I can slip it in here and there, and maybe one day she'll agree to do it with me. That would be so awesome, you don't even know.

Like.... I would absolutely be ecstatic if she agreed to workout with me and was absolutely serious about it. I feel like I can't really connect with my mom on anything, we like so many different things, so if that ever happened, I could really die happy. Just sayin'. I want it to happen so bad, but I know that it has to be her decision. It just pains me to know that her relief is just around the corner, but she won't get healthy because she has the "I don't think I can do it" mentality. Or whatever. Either way, she refuses and I have to steel myself to continue getting healthy on my own. Because it's for me, not anyone else. If I have an effect on someone else because of my healthy lifestyle, then that's just a fringe benefit and I'll be glad it happened. But the very core of this is for my own benefit. And since I know that, it's much easier to workout and to eat right.

But anyway, it's late and I have to wake up in 7 hours. Sorry to lay all that on you guys, even though I promised myself I wouldn't bring my Mom into all this. All I know is... I want to be an influence to her. I want to show her it can be done. *sigh* Anyway, Good night everyone.
 
My Dot. Yeah, I Said It.

I'm on my peeeeerrrrioooooooood!!

I will say that I'm in one of 'those' moods. I've been in pain all day (and before anyone says it, I've tried working out, I just can't though... too much fatigue) and so I've taken the liberty of being a jerk to as far as I dare. Got snippy with my mom, but thank God she was having a good day, so she didn't really care. But please don't misunderstand, I have much respect for my mother and I don't treat her like that.

But that aside, oh man... I ate and ate and ate today. And they were a mix of healthy, neutral, and bad things. But not once today did I feel like I was starving my brains out. I think the worst thing I ate today was a chocolate orange (it was my sisters, sorry sis!). The best thing I ate was shrimp, crab, and vegetable sushi. So I definitely had variety. I'm not saying this is the best, but I record everything without pretense. Other foods consist of breakfast cereal, chicken and pasta, sunflower and pistachio seeds and lots of water. Okay okay, and one diet soda. >.> Gosh, nobody's perfect, ya know.

I woke up weighing 126 and was on my way to kicking myself when my ovaries started the kicking for me. Ugh. But now, I'm at 124 (at 7:30 PM) so maybe it's not all bad. Maybe... just maybe I'm at the point where my body won't stick around at a higher weight because it wants to. That's what it would do when I was 135, 130, 127, and now 124. I dunno how to really explain it. I just hope I'm training my body to be happy at a lower weight and whatnot.

Also... I don't know if this is propaganda or rumors or whatever, but I'm not going to take any painkillers for anything ever. Ever. No more. Specifically NSAIDS. I've just heard (and seen) too many of the side effects and the long term damage it can have, and I've had it confirmed by one of my psychiatrists. So no matter what kind of pain I'm in, whether it's a headache, sinus pressure, or monthly cramps... I'm going to get through it cold turkey. That way, my body can build up it's own immune systems and next time I have cramps or a headache, it won't be so bad. That's the theory anyway. Of course, if I get into some kind of horrible accident, and I'm prescribed medicine, I'm not going to refuse to take it. I'm just not going to be popping pills for every little thing, you know?

So with that said, work is going okay. A bit boring, but it's okay. One of my Japanese co-workers threw out her back and has been taking her sick leave for the past week to recover. She's infinitely nice and so cute, I wish I knew more Japanese so I could talk to her more besides the usual "Genki desu ka?" and "Iku wa yo!", stuff like that. Not only that, she is so helpful with everything and always has a smile on her face. And I love when she puts the honorific "-chan" at the end of my name ^_^. Not having her there, it seems so empty. But she should be back in a couple of days, and I hope she's all better.

Wow, I'm rambling a lot for being in pain, heh. With alllllll of that said, I'm going to do my best to drink plenty of water during the day and if I'm up for it, play some DDR. I tried lifting free weights today and my arms could barely hold them up, I was so tired. But my first days are always the worst, so tomorrow should be better.

Anyway, until next time ^_^
 
Pay Day

Yes, today is pay day. I get paid. Whoo hoo. Do I sound enthusiastic? Well.. kind of. When I think about the money I make, and at only being part-time, I'm proud of myself. Not in a huge way, but there is that feeling of "Hey, I'm accomplishing something". I would probably feel better about it if I didn't have to spend it on school in about a week. Yeah, I'm not 'lucky' enough to have parents that will pay for my college tuition. But I suppose I'll be grateful for that in the future. Or not. I dunno right now.

So now, on to business. I got to sleep in today (don't have to be at work until 3:30) and I smelled something delicious from the kitchen. Mom made sausage balls. Umm.... yeah. Well I had one. And it was so good, I'm sitting here considering getting another. But I also had a bowl of cereal, so I'm feeling full. I think I can stave off the cravings for a bit.

I didn't sleep too well last night because of my cramps. No matter which way I laid, there was just no comfort. In the past, I would heat up a dish rag in the microwave and put it on my lower belly to ease the pain. But if I fell asleep, it would somehow end up underneath me, jabbing me in my spine. I even tried burning a scented candle and listening to piano music, which helped, but I got paranoid about falling asleep with a candle lit next to me, so I blew it out. But the feeling was pretty nice. I did eventually fall asleep around 2 AM.

I woke up sweating a little, and in pain. But remember, I'm not taking painkillers for this. I know it sounds crazy, but it's just an experiment I'm trying. Instead of relying on some little pill to get through my day, I'm building up my body's defenses and immune system so that next time, it might not be like this.

So it's mid-day already, I'm going to get moving. I wish it were a tad warmer so I could go jogging. But no. I live on a tropical island, and it's still 50 something degrees out. Sheesh!

Anyway, see ya ;}
 
Nyargh

I feel like I just wrote one of these things, but I'm going to voice a couple of questions. Or talk out loud.

So today, I wore my heart monitor while playing DDR. The awesome thing was, I figured out how to get it to show how many calories I was burning according to all my information coupled with my heart rate. Heck, I was so enthused, I even wore it to work. But something seemed strange. I first had it activated around 2 PM, played DDR for an hour, then went to work at 3:30. By the time my shift ended at 9:30, my calories burned was 1860.

Really? 1860 in 7.5 hours? That seems... kinda high. And it makes me think of how many calories I burned before 2 PM, and how that all adds up over the course of the day. And it just leads me to think that... no wonder I haven't been losing significant weight as of late. I eat right at 1200 calories, and that's much too low for the 2000 or more I expend in a day (barring that I'm at work and doing cardio), so yeah. The natural thing for me to think is "Hey, I should probably eat more". But I blanch at the thought. I just have this pre-conceived notion that eating more means gaining more. But... maybe not.

*sigh* I'll just have to risk it and experiment a bit. So here's to experimenting with food ;P If anyone has any advice over this, PLEASE reply. I lurk in this forum all the time, believe me I'll see it. Thanks so kindly.
 
Needs vs. Wants

So I really don't feel like talking about food today. Or exercise. Or anything like that. I know that's what this diary is for, but I just don't want to do it today. I'm saying no.

Though it doesn't go without explanation. I feel like... it's been taking over my life too much. I'm constantly in this state of awareness of my health. I don't believe it should be that way; it should be something that is natural, and that I don't have to think about it. Or let it control me.

I haven't weighed myself since the 13th. That's quite a record for me. I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't want to be tied to it either... nor do I want to be tied to the measuring tape, or how my clothes fit, or how full I feel, or how thirsty I get. None of it. I'm mentally tired of keeping up with it all.

I'm doing this alone, you know? I don't have anyone to hold me accountable for what I eat and how much I exercise. I don't have anyone to readily encourage me. Even if I do something COMPLETELY out of character, like just blurting out some new health statistic or how much I love Jillian Michaels' ideas, or even how much weight/inches I've lost (I don't ever brag)... I get absolutely nothing. Maybe a half-assed nod. What the hell? Really? I've lost almost 20 lbs by myself and learned a ton of stuff in the process, and I get nothing? ...maybe that's just my problem though. I'm not supposed to get any praise. Moving on...

I know it's not absolutely necessary for me to have someone by my side for this, but... truth is, I haven't made any real friends since I moved here last July. None. Yes, I have co-workers and I 'know' people, but I have nobody that calls the house asking to hang out, or that I can call. I don't have anyone to share secrets with, or hardships, or happiness.

Okay, I'm really bumming myself out. I hate being alone. No matter how much I talk to my friends back in the states, it's not the same. And I hate how I don't even have any connections here. My sister is still in high school, so she's in a place that's brimming with opportunity to make friends, to which she takes FULL advantage of. My mom and dad not only have each other, but they have connections with the military and all the things they're a part of. They get invited to all kinds of parties and get-togethers, and... I'm the odd one out. I've always been the odd one in the family, and I've dealt with it for all my life. It's always bothered me deep down on varying degrees. Honestly, the way I handle it is with my iPod or PSP, or in the past I would draw or read while our family was at whatever social gathering was going on. As long as I was occupied, I was comfortable. It didn't bother me that nobody went out of their way to talk to me (believe me, you'd have to go out of your way, I come off as unreachable to everyone on earth), and I actually began to like it that way. It got to the point where I would purposely isolate myself and turn my energies inward so that nobody would dare talk to me. It's like some weird version of Stockholm Syndrome or something. I can't really explain it any further than that.

But now, as of this very moment, I hate it. I hate what I've become. Usually, this emotion of emptiness goes away whenever I go to sleep for the night, and I wake up this morning with a dull ache leftover, but generally the feeling is gone and I can continue through the next day. And I never really address it. Whenever I try to, it comes out very awkwardly and I usually end up yelling or crying, or something else petulant.

I think part of it is that I'm scared of being left behind. Every day that goes by, I'm getting older... is that what it is? I'm afraid of getting old? No... I'm afraid of getting old by myself. And I'm also afraid that nobody will want to spend time with me. What I'm saying is... I'm tired of being alone. I'm ready to get out there with people.

I think I took it all for granted, having friends. Yeah... they were right down the street, full of free time, and I could have taken so much more advantage of that. Same thing back in high school. I was in the same routine of going to school, hang out at the bus stop, then go home and isolate myself until I woke up the next morning, repeating the process. I just feel regret for all of that.

Semester is starting next week. I signed up just in the nick of time because I thought I had one more week to do it, but I was wrong. I got so caught up in my daily life of work and all this health stuff, I didn't even realize. I do pray that I'll be able to meet someone in my classes. Even if it's just one... just one solitary person, I'll be satisfied. Heck, at this point, they could be a serial killer or something else horrible, but I don't think I would care enough. Yes, that's how desperate I am. Can you tell that I sound desperate? Can you tell that I sound absolutely helpless right now?

Money can't buy happiness. I hear that all the time. But I'm constantly being pushed with the image that being beautiful means that you're happy. If that's true, then why aren't I happy? I know coming from me, that sounds selfish or something. But you know... I never call myself pretty or nice-looking at all. Yeah, I have body issues to get through. However, when I try really hard, I can make myself look decent and presentable. Even pretty.

So I want to make that a goal of mine. I want to find someone. More specifically, I want that someone to love me enough to marry me. Is that so hard to ask? Sure, the divorce rate for Americans is 60% or something, but marriage rates are higher. So maybe I have a chance, you know?

Dammit, I think my ovaries have been talking for the last 3 paragraphs. I don't regret writing all of this, because this is my heart's cry. I know people will always say "You're young, you've got your whole life, blah blah blah" but I just want to put my foot down right now and tell those people to shut up. It's a stupid and annoying phrase. My whole life? Really? My life feels like it's flying by. And I'm standing still, doing nothing. I'm wasting it.

Also, the saying "The right one is out there, you just have to wait." No. I'm not buying that one anymore. If he's out there, he would have shown himself already. Plus, I've learned that you can't just sit around and wait for things to fall into your lap. You've got to work for them. So if I want this, I have to work for it. I have to put myself out there and not wait around for it to magically happen.

But I'm scared. And my natural instinct is to retreat. I can't do that forever. I have to be courageous... or something! I just don't know anymore. What do I do? I'm so lost.

Okay... I'm done. Tune in next time for your regularly scheduled program. And hopefully I won't be a basket case. Bye.
 
Ohhh Moonie. I've been feeling the same way for a loonnnggg time, so I totally understand 99% of what you just talked about... granted, I've lived in the same place for a very long time, so I do have the friend aspect... However, back when I was 19 I moved to MN for a year. ONE YEAR. Was miserable the first six months. Hadn't made a friend, felt left out. etc. But the second I started ASKING coworkers to go shopping, or have dinner, thats when I made some of the most killer friends ever. I hope you meet zillions of people at school- it may be intimidating at first, but consider this: one of my greatest friends- I met her at a bar, lol! I don't know bout YOU, but I don't make it a habit to talk to FEMALES at the bar... so after knowing her almost a year now, I can't imagine NOT knowing her... If I woulda treated her as some creepy chick I wouldn't have that great connection now. Join groups at school, any kind that seems interesting, you'll be chillin' in no time ;) And for the record- I'm 27, lol. I have yet to meet mr right also... How frustrating! All my friends have like friggin 3.5 kids, and husbands; I.have.work. wow. :rolleyes:
I applaud you on how far you've come. I have a pretty strong feeling you can keep going in the same direction, WITHOUT having to constantly live in the health part of things. Congrats on not weighing yourself in a few days! DON'T let that scale rule you. Have a WONDERFUL day, DON'T retreat from couragousness(sp??), and you're not a basket case. You're human.
 
Moonie, from the pics you have shown, to tell you the truth, before I really started chatting.. I was thinking "Damn I wish I looked that good!" You are beatiful ... you are a looker and if someone cant see that, than they are stupid. BTW you might want to try

okcupid.com

its a friends/dating site. I dont know if it is known all over the world, but there is where I met my, finally, the man of my dreams. He can be a real pain in the wazoo, and sure we fight, but when it comes down to it. He brings me up most of the time, and I fill him with hot air ... lol

That one is out there. I dont believe in THE ONE!! I believe in happiness, love, care and meeting someone who shows affection and all these things. And no you are not too late. I went through a list of but holes before Derek found me. and I was beaten. My ex had just told me that I was ugly and he couldnt deal with it the day that I told him to take a walk. The night before I realize, I will be honest, I couldnt perform ..ehem ... so he walked out. He didnt love me... he killed me, ripped me open. I have complexes now because of him, but I am getting through it.

You sound depressed, lonely, in a country that you just moved to, or recently. You will make friends in your classes, you have to take the initiative. When I started taking adult classes, I thought I wouldnt meet a single soul. My social life was icks. I was so antisocial, it sounds similar to yours. I would send out vibes ... leave me alone and read at social gatherings. I had and still have social anxiety. I want to take a walk today, but probably wont. But I invited someone that I hated just about, before I understood he had similar problems as me, well I invited him over. So Derek and I are having a friend over. We are going to take pics of him for okcupid. He has social anxiety, but he is ready. He has LOST considerable amount of weight. Although he is around the three hundreds... but damn, he looks better... needs to learn how to style his hair ..but I am very proud of this man, my friend.

But Moonie, you can do this. I realize your family is not praising you about your weight loss, they are busy, its not right, but we praise you, because WE KNOW how hard it is to even lose one freaking pound. And this journal is more than for weight journals .. I write about books in mine... I have written about the ceremony coming ...

Really write anything you want, this is for venting, celebrating, touch stones ... Good, your moving away from the scale... dont tie yourself. I have a set day I weigh myself, and I weigh myself once or twice that morning... it reads a weight, put it in the VDay challenge, celebrate the loss and go on with my life ... thats about it... but I used to do it every day ..three times a day .. I also used to eat all day, but I dont anymore ...

changes ..

btw ..the classes .. you will make friends... trust me ..you will .. I was such a loud mouth in my adult classes ..we were like high schoolers lmao ..it was fun ..the profs were hillarious ..very light ..lots of laughter and learning .. even became friends with the profs ..and they are going to edit my book ..or manuscript ...

so try not to put yourself down .. you are in a tough situation ... your not at home in america anymore ... you have to start making new friends, even one counts ..and you will find one in class!!

relax girilie ...
Its not as bad as it seems ...

look forward to your class, relax ...
and btw .. you sound so damn depressed .. keep writing here, about anything ..depression can lead to many things ...which includes social anxiety, weight gain or loss ...a lot of things

we are here for you ... Jess is right ...

listen, chat on here

go to okcupid.com

and enjoy making new friends around your age!! its a great site ..they have silly games you play on there, you have tons of questions ...to the point of ...what is your favorite color to ..politicol questions ... I kept away from the taboo and stayed with the light questions ..but its just a fun site, where you meet new friends, or even more ..enjoy!!

love always
your friend
natalie jo
no worries!! okcupid.com
 
Recovery

Hello I'm back for a little bit. First off, thank you so much Natsky and Jess for your encouragement *hugs* I was in a low place, and I did need to vent. Thanks for listening AND replying, I'm really grateful.

So anyway, my mind is pretty blank right now on that subject. Well, like I said before, usually it all goes away after a good night's rest. But I'm not going to let it bother me.

I did get on the scale today, saw 123.4, haha. 1234. Had a banana for breakfast, Subway for lunch, some sunflower seeds for a snack, and... ahh! No dinner. It's right at 9 PM, and I haven't eaten dinner. But... I'm not really hungry. I've been drinking water all day, I'm for certain that I've reached my 62 oz. for the day. But I won't think about it too much. Also, walked 5000+ steps today, according to my pedometer.

My classes start tomorrow, and I haven't ordered my books yet. Heck, I haven't paid my tuition yet. But I will. I'm taking Japanese 3 and Intro to Japanese Culture and Language. Going for that degree, you know. I hope I do well. And I want to make at least one friend. So yeah. There are some goals. Oh yeah, and I want to make good grades. Can't forget that.

So that's all for now. Signing off as a slightly-less case of basket than before. ;P Peace.
 
Moonie I just spent a long stretch of my day reading your diary and I am a bit worried about you. I am pretty sure you won't like what I am going to say, but I think it is important that you hear it, so I will post anyhow.
I know you are very young and still in college, still learning a lot every day. I am not much older to be honest but my life has taken me many places and I have developed an older soul, which is why I feel comfortable posting this.
You have written that you go to (at least one) psychiatrist and I was very glad to read that because you have some serious issues it seems. Food is not an enemy, you cannot be constantly blaming yourself for eating, for not exercising, for not working out enough. You are not enjoying anything if you are constantly upset, sweetheart. Reading your diary I was very moved by how much you are putting into this and how you will just crash and burn at some point. Your schedule is not maintainable in the long run and once you do not have the commodities you have now you will either need to adjust even more or gain weight, you should work on things that you could keep doing later on, that is why we call them healthy habits. If you worked on getting healthy habits now rather than being so "anal" about your food and energy consumption, you could reach a level where your body is happy and stays that shape, however if you eat 700 cals and expend 2000 a day, your body will break down at some point.
And from your very controlling personality I can see what made Natalie Jo post her first post, because I see in you what I see in many girls in the psych ward: girls who need that control so much that when they gain a few pounds they become anorexic or bulimic.
I finished college 2 years ago and I am back specialising right now (I went to medical school) and once you do not live with your parents anymore and hold down a full time job and possibly a partner (which you said you want so badly)... you won't be able to work out all the time, you will need to feel happy about what you eat and how you work out, you cannot beat yourself up all the time.
You are not making friends, finding a partner, feeling happy in your body not because you are ugly or fat, we have seen in numerous pictures that you are quite the opposite, but because you FEEL ugly and fat. And more than concentrate your issues onto your food and work outs I think you should focus on how to feel better. You look great! Now you need to feel great to match it! I am quite surprised your psychiatrist is not working on those issues with you to be honest, because when I see your pictures and read your "thoughts" I do not see a fat girl at all, I see a very very insecure girl who is trying to beat her insecurities with weight control. You are just projecting your fears onto your weight and thinking: the less I weigh the less insecure I will be.

I have similar issues, I am not hugely fat though I move in circles where skinny is the rule (I am not in Japan but I dance... pretty similar in body shape), I have had a partner for 5 years now, he is wonderful, and he loved me even at my biggest. But I did not. I did not love me at my biggest and I do not fully love me now. I am working on both my figure and my self esteem, because what people see when they look at you is usually not "oh look she is skinny" they think "oh wow, look how lovely her smile is" or "look how much fun she looks". I remember realizing that people were not looking at me, not because I was fat, but because I was ashamed, once I lift my head and smiled into the world, people would smile back.
I also like to overcontrol my food but when I worked full time for a year I realized that I was not always going to be able to control everything and actually because I felt good with myself I did not need that food control so badly.

I really wish you had someone who would encourage you to work on your self esteem with the same amazing dedication you work on your body.

Oh and finally I have to quote this
Also... I don't know if this is propaganda or rumors or whatever, but I'm not going to take any painkillers for anything ever. Ever. No more. Specifically NSAIDS. I've just heard (and seen) too many of the side effects and the long term damage it can have, and I've had it confirmed by one of my psychiatrists. So no matter what kind of pain I'm in, whether it's a headache, sinus pressure, or monthly cramps... I'm going to get through it cold turkey. That way, my body can build up it's own immune systems and next time I have cramps or a headache, it won't be so bad. That's the theory anyway. Of course, if I get into some kind of horrible accident, and I'm prescribed medicine, I'm not going to refuse to take it. I'm just not going to be popping pills for every little thing, you know?

It is completely incorrect, feeling pain does not make your body stronger, it makes it weaker. You don't see cancer patients being asked to just breathe through the pain because it may kill them. Of course tummy cramps won't kill you, but taking medicines is not bad, suffering however is.

I know I said a lot of things I am sure you did nto want to hear and I will not post anymore in your thread, you should be able to write in your diary without people being critical, but I feel it is my obligation in a way to let you know these things, because it is difficult to "see" you struggle.
I hope you have a great first week back at college, Camy
 
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Hmm... I'm not sure what to say on it. But I'm not going to make excuses. Thanks for your input though.

I go to my therapist tomorrow. I was hoping that it might be our last session, but from what you said, Camy, I should go more. I have issues to work through.

Can't really say much else... I couldn't read between the lines of what you were saying. But it sounded more criticizing than encouraging, even though I know you said encouraging things. I guess that's just me being me though.
 
Jump Back On

Today I woke up to a wolf whistle. And yelled "What the mess?!" and found my mom laughing in the next room. Like "I'm barely woken up, and I'm already sexy!" Umm, okay. I wonder if it was a set up. Well, whatever. The whistle came from a perfume box my sister got for Christmas called "Sexy Little Thing". She had put it on and left the box open, so that when I opened the door, the sensor somehow went off. Ha Ha.

I had my first class yesterday, and oh man... it's going to be hard. The first 2 classes of Japanese were a breeze, but now we're starting to really get into it. And by 'get into it' I mean learning the Kanji system. But... I'm going to persevere. Yeah, it may be hard, but the truth is I've always wanted to learn about it all and what all the symbols mean. That's pretty much a huge gateway into getting to live here or not. The guy behind me says "If you can read the kanji in a Japanese newspaper, and all the kanji of someone's last name, you're set." I don't know if that's really true, but then again, he has a Japanese wife that he learns all this from, so he's a huuuuuge step ahead of me. Oh well. *shrug*

So here I go for my second class today, Japanese Culture Studies. Good luck, me!

Oh yeah, um.... 122.8 on the scale this morning, with pajamas on, so probably more like 122.2. Yeah, that's meticulous. See ya!
 
Hahaha! I have the body spray of sexy little things, except its like a year old, and it PURRS at you when you lift it up :rolleyes: AHHH how the lamest things can make a person happy lol!
Good luck to you in classes... I have a Kanji symbol on my foot that says family; almost two years ago I was in a wedding and we were getting pedicures done, and the guy I had(I'm sorry to say I don't know what nationality :blush5: ) says "What does this mean?" I say ohhh I hope it means family... and then him and the four other little guys start speaking another language and started laughing!! Oh god. All I could think was- shit. My tattoo says something like "cow squishes roller coaster" or something equally redic... Anyway, have fun in day 2!
 
This Week Will Be... Interesting.

So APPARENTLY... I've been a tad stressed. My face just broke out -everywhere-. I usually get zits mostly around my mouth. Sounds great, huh. But this time, not only do I have it around my mouth and on my chin, it's on my forehead and my cheeks. I've NEVER had them on my cheeks. So I've turned to my trusty Pro Activ and it seems to be working already; the redness is already almost gone. A lot of people say that Pro Activ doesn't work, well... it does for me ^^ Thank goodness.

I've been having trouble finding a good foundation/cover-up to match my skin tone, and no matter how light I go (Ivory, porcelain, alabaster) it doesn't matter: I always look like a carrot. Yuck. So I've decided instead of covering it all up, I'm just going to clear my face as much as possible. No more carrot face.

Oh yeah, I had my appt. with my therapist today. She says that I'm making incredible improvements, and it actually made me happy to hear that. And I also made sure to bring up the weight loss thing, because I've had 3-4 people tell me that I'm close to being on my way to anorexia, and so she asked me how much weight I've lost so far. 20 lbs, I said. From 143 to 123, and I've been maintaining. Then she asks "How long did it take you?" And I thought about it and said "A little over a year". From October 2008 to now, January 2010. Then she also asked me how I did it. Did I use laxatives, did I make myself throw up, did I starve myself, did I exercise excessively, did I use fat burning pills? I answered honestly to all of them: No, save for the fat burning pills, of which I used for about 2 weeks in December of 2008. So she then confirmed how I had lost weight in the end, to which I said "With proper diet and exercise." Then she told me with complete seriousness "If anybody thinks that you're anorexic or going to be anorexic after all of that, they clearly don't know you." And I'm going to be bold and brave and say that I agree with her. And I'll just leave it at that.

So yeah. That's what happened today. See you next time.
 
Still Alive, and Thankful

So I know there were a few rocky points, but that's all in the past now. Let's move on, shall we?

Lately, I feel like I'm super busy all over again. School has started, and my Japanese teacher has no qualms over starting the semester with tons of homework. We're starting to learn Kanji symbols (you know, the really hard, complicated stuff) but I'm going to make sure I study really hard.

I haven't played any DDR lately, nor have I done any work out DVD's. And I was so looking forward to doing the 2nd level in 30 Day Shred. But maybe the weekend... Oh, I dunno. Even though they are only 30 minute workouts, I still feel like I don't have time to do them. Crazy, huh.

I have continued one thing though that has been helping, and that's wearing my ankle weights to work. Once I get going, I don't even notice they're there. I've been keeping up with my water (though I usually only get 40-50 oz instead of the 60 I need), and I'm watching what I eat with the occasional treat here and there. Some more good news is that I have a pair of pants I bought about 3 weeks ago, size 8, that were pretty darn snug on me. Now, they're very loose all around (even around my hips!) and I almost regret buying them because they're so baggy now. But it feels very nice to not only feel progress but see it as well.

I saw 121.8 on the scale today. If I see that consistently enough, I'll change my ticker.

I got a surprise--let's call it a reward-- today also. Mom took my sister and I for a bit of shopping. I bought some new make up, the lightest they had (and maybe I won't look like a carrot), along with some new underwear and bras. Yay undies! It's one thing to buy new pants or shirts or dresses, but it's really nice to have under garments that fit you as well. As I said in a post before, I've lost the most measurements from my bust size (39 to 36), so it's really great to have a good fitting bra.

Anyway, my progress is very slow, but steady. And that I think, is very key. I find that my plateaus come around when I have my monthly, and whenever that's over, I drop my water weight and I have enough energy to start working out again. If this keeps up (mind you, very slowly), I should reach my goals by late Spring/early Summer. Just in time for the beach ^_^

So that's all for now. See you later! *hugs*
 
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