My thoughts on overeating and weight loss
I was approaching my 40th birthday and morbidly obese.
I existed in a state of embarrassment and shame.
Common thoughts at the time were…
“How much more weight do I need to gain before the weight gain stops?”
”I hope I don’t die at this weight, the ultimate humiliation would be having the pallbearers struggle to lift my coffin at my funeral”
“How did I become such a failure?”
I had a lovely home, two amazing children, a solid marriage, a successful business – no traumatic childhood.
I also used to think…
“Anyone hearing about my life will think I am a success – anyone looking at me will think I am a disaster”
I felt so capable in so many areas of my life, work, and family, and yet so incompetent at something that, I thought, should be relatively straight forward.
Losing weight and keeping it off!
My weight had fluctuated since my teens. I grew up in a family...