What is my obsession with weight? Why can't I be happy with life as I am? I struggle with questions like these on a daily basis.
One day I am "Gun ho" on getting healthy! Yahoo!!! Drink water, eat good foods, take the stairs, park as far away as I can from any and every building I have to enter. Those are the good days.
Other days I want to slap every skinny person that walks by. Screw the stairs, illegally park in the handicap spaces (Being fat counts as a handicap, right?)...water??? Who needs it?
Bi-polar much?
I would say yes.
I honestly think an addiction to food is the worst addiction to have. Tobacco, Meth, Pain Pills....they are all nothing compared to food. We need food to survive. We pass dozens of fast food restaurants when we drive, we have food in our homes...at all times...how can we possibly give it up?
Lately, I have found myself dreaming about food...not even in my sleep can I escape my favorite foods.
Will this ever get any easier?
