Thanks Pat,

 

I wrote back on the other thread that this is about losing control and I also know it's about my relationship with food. When my best friend moved around 2 hours south of me and took my little "hooligans" with her (I've pretty much spent every day with these guys for the last 3 of their 4 years) I felt pretty lost for awhile and can even now admit that I was depressed. I turned to food to help out. Gained probably 20 lbs since I met you a few years ago and wasn't exercising much. That's the reason I joined the gym in May. I worked p/t on Monday and Weds nights and went to water aerobics on Tues/Thurs and Sat am's. It gave me something to do every night. Then I injured my arm and it kind of through everything out of whack. Then I got Lryica and just slept alot. I had to quit my p/t job because of the anxiety and I just don't have the financial means to keep replacing clothes from losing weight so fast. I wanted to do it at my own pace (control issues again) I know weigh almost down to where I was 6 1/2 years ago when I was first diagnosed. I now say little prayers, you know where you tell God if I promise to be good and stay at this weight, will he make my #'s normal again :) And they could be. It's just been 10 weeks of being so out of whack that who knows and that's why I have to calm down, relax and get my body back into a good sleep cycle and eat right and exercise (sleep is still the issue.)

 

Thanks for letting me talk. I appreciate it.