Today I had to do something really hard for me, even in the scheme of things i find hard, I had to get weighed. My doctor has said that me having a weighing scales at home would not be a very good idea considering how depressed I can get when I do weigh.
So off I went this morning to get weighed, before hand I was trying hard to convince myself that providing I had not put weight on it would be ok, but deep down I knew I would get depressed if I hadn't lost any When the nurse told me that I had lost weight I couldn't believe it and thought she had got the figures wrong. But luckily she hadn't and I had lost weight, one month down many more to go, I am going to have to accept that there are going to be good months and bad, but on the other hand I know how much of my social phobia and depression is tied up with my weight and how I perceive how others perceive me as a result.
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