I have been struggling with eating for a few weeks now. I don’t know how Candid I have been here about that necessarily, but that is the truth.
I’ve lost just about 25 pounds in 40 days and most of that has been due to restrictive eating since we just got the treadmill up and running again.
I kind of decided today though that I cannot forfeit my mental stability for losing weight so I am going to have to find a balance in there somewhere. I already have a referral to a nutritionist because you know my therapist and case manager weren’t really going to let this fly the way it was going, and it was already starting to significantly impact my mood.
I’m not saying I’m going to be successful at trying to stop this on my own. I just know that the last five days have reminded me how much my mental stability is worth and it’s not worth a dress size or a number on a scale.
I think. I hope.
This is really hard for me. I still want to lose weight and be healthier the right way. I just don’t want to do it the unhealthy way.
Photo by me.