I thought I could do this by myself, I really did.
But I can't. I need guidence, I need accountability, and I need a stern mouth for when I gain.
That's why I'm joining Weight Watchers again.
I had great success with it 2 years ago, and really should've kept going, but I hit a plateau, became content at weighing 89kg, and ballooned back up to 100kg.
I have to accept my weight will be a bloody big struggle for me, every single day. And knowing how much of a struggle it is, makes me want to O.D on chocolate and hide in my bed. I'm married to a man who idolises me, our family is comoplete, why should it matter how heavy I am, or how attractive I am? Am I busting my arse every single day just to make myself feel better? Is that really worth all the damn effort?
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