I let it all go.
Gained all the weight back and then some.
When I first started losing weight back in 2007, I was at my then heaviest weight of 346.
I'm now 364.
My confidence has turned to shit.
I'm single. And I want to date but don't want to at the same time. I run a bigger risk of rejection at this heavier size. I'm letting my fear of heartbreak win over my desire for happiness.
I'm not happy with myself.
I need to start over.
And I'm going to ask for something from you. Not support.
Don't baby me. Don't tell me "oh, you've had a bad day/week/whatever, I'll let you slide." Tell me what I need to hear. Not what I want.
Kick my ass.