I've wasted my whole 20s being fat and hating myself. I've just turned 29 and had a little boy, and enough is enough! I don't want to be the fat mum at the school gates, I don't want him to grow up and inherit my terrible relationship with food, and I really don't want him to watch me get diabetes or have a heart attack because of my extra weight.
I know that I have a serious problem with food. I binge when I'm miserable and then feel even worse about it. I have realised that I can't keep junk in the house anymore because I have no self control. Some people can keep biscuits and crisps in the cupboard, but unfortunately I am not one of them.
I am going to learn to love running, even if it hurts right now, I need to become addicted to exercise instead of carbs!
Next year, on my 30th birthday I will be a size 14 or less. I will buy my party dress from a 'normal' shop. I am going to start living my life and stop feeling miserable and trapped.
I know that I have a serious problem with food. I binge when I'm miserable and then feel even worse about it. I have realised that I can't keep junk in the house anymore because I have no self control. Some people can keep biscuits and crisps in the cupboard, but unfortunately I am not one of them.
I am going to learn to love running, even if it hurts right now, I need to become addicted to exercise instead of carbs!
Next year, on my 30th birthday I will be a size 14 or less. I will buy my party dress from a 'normal' shop. I am going to start living my life and stop feeling miserable and trapped.