I just ordered some phentermine from a guy over the phone, hoping it is what I need to kick-start me into losing some of this horrendous weight. I am the same old tired story of wondering how in the heck I got this fat, feeling everyday that I'll turn into someone with willpower or consistent goals or find my way back to who I used to be.
I have gained fifty pounds the last four or five years. We moved to La Quinta in nearly five years, when I retired, and that's when it seriously began. My neighbors here only know me as this fat person and I'm not going back to my old neighborhood and shame myself by letting them see me now. I still have my beautiful old clothes and a sick part of me imagines that I'm not as fat as I am. I'm very ashamed of what I look like. I want to change something deep inside to hold onto as I climb to higher ground.
I have gained fifty pounds the last four or five years. We moved to La Quinta in nearly five years, when I retired, and that's when it seriously began. My neighbors here only know me as this fat person and I'm not going back to my old neighborhood and shame myself by letting them see me now. I still have my beautiful old clothes and a sick part of me imagines that I'm not as fat as I am. I'm very ashamed of what I look like. I want to change something deep inside to hold onto as I climb to higher ground.