I've been feeling a bit out of sorts the past 48 hours or so. Doubting myself and thinking that I shouldn't need to resort to surgery to cure my weight problem. Probably just the usual doubts that everyone has but I've really been feeling quite crap about the whole thing.
Anyway, today my hubby has finally got round to putting the xmas photo's on to the pc and OMG...
I am huge. I think I have been in denial for so long about my weight, thinking im not as big as I am, thinking Im happy being big... blah blah blah... prob same as many others.
But these photo's have really upset me. They've shown me that I NEED this surgery, so that I can stop being trapped in this fat and start living my life.
Anyway, today my hubby has finally got round to putting the xmas photo's on to the pc and OMG...
I am huge. I think I have been in denial for so long about my weight, thinking im not as big as I am, thinking Im happy being big... blah blah blah... prob same as many others.
But these photo's have really upset me. They've shown me that I NEED this surgery, so that I can stop being trapped in this fat and start living my life.