The worst part is the shame. To everyone else - I'm a great mother, successful business owner, active in church and community and with my daughters girl scouts. But what would they think if they knew how many times I had a little something extra in my soda at a church meeting? or stopped at the store on the way home from girl scouts? or that every day pretty much around 4:00 it starts and the next day is a shock to see how much of that rum is gone?
I bought a book on nutrition last year and tried that - it worked for a few days. I went a whole 5 days in early December when I started a diet. Otherwise, its 2 - 3 days at the most and then I "slip."
My darling husband is a saint for sticking by me through every "this time" I've had but I want this to be THE time. I really hate the person I see in the mirror - both the outside with all the extra weight and wear of this hard living, and the inside for letting me be like this. I want to be in love with me again so I can maybe understand why my family still loves me through all this.
I called my doctor today and hopefully she is calling in Campral for me (she suggested that one when I asked her about it in November) without making me come in for an appointment. I know I can get through today on my own, but tomorrow is another story. I ordered the cds and downloaded the pdf of the book.
And knowing how many of you there are here - and reading stories of women who are like me - really means a lot. I hope to check in here a lot and report some successes here soon.
Wish me luck, and if you're of the praying nature, I'd appreciate being added to your list tonight.
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