Showing posts with label venting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label venting. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

All time high (or low). TIME TO SORT YOUR LIFE OUT

I'm heading for rock bottom I reckon. I can't believe the scales said 15 stone 1 today - and I can't believe I've written it anywhere public. I guess I want to shame myself into losing around a third of my bodyweight. I wish I cared more. I wish I wasn't so tired all the time. I wish someone would help me. I wish I had more time to myself and more brain power. I wish I didn't feel so weak and had the courage to stick to things that require more than half an ounce of self-discipline.

I feel trapped inside this body and this brain. I know I should be able to do so much more but this 36 year old body feels about 56 I reckon.

I did some seriously hard daimoku tonight, I WANT TO CHANGE MY LIFE. I want to feel like a different person, but in a good way. I want to be able to wear a beautiful bohemian dress from Monsoon and LOOK GOOD IN IT! I'm sick to death of being fat, AND being in denial about so many things. I know I live to eat, not eat to live. It gives me pleasure and I can't imagine having to deny myself the one thing (apart from my family) that brings me pleasure when I have no real time or money to do other nice things for myself. (Nice) Food is an easy reward.

I have a golden opportunity to treat this month as a rebirth - I received Gohonzon this month and it's considered like another birthday - so why waste it? My heart is determined to succeed, I hope I can support my body in this endeavour as my children deserve to have a mother that's not going to be fat and depressed and disabled and die from something food-related. I OWE IT TO MY KIDS, never mind myself or my husband, that alone should be enough...

So, what DO I want, EXACTLY? I want to be healthy, and would like to be happy with myself, about a size 12 or 14 (as long as I look good in that Monsoon dress, remember?!!). Probably around 10 stone-ish. I want to have energy and be fit enough to run around with my children. I want to change my relationship with food where I don't love it as much as I do, I want to have exchanged it for a love of something else. I want to have the courage not only to start this, but also to continue after every slip-up, to pick myself up again and again and carry on until I am happy with what I have achieved.

Please don't let this be another one of those well-meaning posts...