At Christmas I was talking about my weight loss journey wiv my fiancé , I know this probably sounds very strange but we have been together 10 years and I hav never been able to say how much I weigh, it's a hang up I hav had as long as I can remember the only person that I hav ever told is my sister and that's only the past year or so that I did that , anyway we were talking and he asked me wot I wanted to be my target and it came round to wot my current weight was , well u would think he had asked me to cut my leg off the horror and panic was unreal , he didn't put any pressure on me he said I don't care wot the scales say as long as I'm happy , which obviously im not happy wiv wot they say , wot I'm trying to say is I took a deep breath and I told him my weight and sat waiting for the disgusted look or comment from him, neither happened he just kissed my forehead and said it's ok stop torturing yourself , I still can't talk to anyone else about it but to over come that one hurdle is massive for me , oh well I'm getting upset now. WOW talk about a therapy session lol , sorry for boring u wiv it