Aimziepoo
New member
So,
Tonight, after my boyfriend finding my stash of cupcakes and a bag of Munchos (Somewhat like crack in salty pretzel form to me apparently) did I realize that while I was previously doing great with being on a diet, I have majorly relapsed and am very scared about gaining the weight back that I lost.
I was by no means near my goal weight, and although I was feeling happier with my appearance and progress, I didn't feel like I was finished. So why did I fall back into the junk? Weak willpower I guess. Will I let this set me back? Nope! I've come to far to fall back into the same patterns that got me to where I was... and where I am now. Its just such a slippery slippery slope, "Well, Ive been doing so good and I could really just have a Milky Way just this once, its fine" Well I can work these Crunchy Cheetos in here because I don't eat that much anyway. Until one day I realize Ive been rationalizing away eating like I was before for the past month,
Anyways, they say that the 1st step of recovery is admitting you have a problem so here I am. Summer is 6 months away, and I refuse to spend it wearing full length jeans because I hate the way my legs look, or feeling too self conscious to wear those spaghetti straps even though its like 90 degrees out and instead wear 2 layers pretending I'm making some sort of fashion statement.
Anyone else going through this or have? Any words of motivation? I could use all of that I can find right about now
Tonight, after my boyfriend finding my stash of cupcakes and a bag of Munchos (Somewhat like crack in salty pretzel form to me apparently) did I realize that while I was previously doing great with being on a diet, I have majorly relapsed and am very scared about gaining the weight back that I lost.
I was by no means near my goal weight, and although I was feeling happier with my appearance and progress, I didn't feel like I was finished. So why did I fall back into the junk? Weak willpower I guess. Will I let this set me back? Nope! I've come to far to fall back into the same patterns that got me to where I was... and where I am now. Its just such a slippery slippery slope, "Well, Ive been doing so good and I could really just have a Milky Way just this once, its fine" Well I can work these Crunchy Cheetos in here because I don't eat that much anyway. Until one day I realize Ive been rationalizing away eating like I was before for the past month,
Anyways, they say that the 1st step of recovery is admitting you have a problem so here I am. Summer is 6 months away, and I refuse to spend it wearing full length jeans because I hate the way my legs look, or feeling too self conscious to wear those spaghetti straps even though its like 90 degrees out and instead wear 2 layers pretending I'm making some sort of fashion statement.
Anyone else going through this or have? Any words of motivation? I could use all of that I can find right about now
