Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

I am so tired of:

My knees hurting,

My butt hang over both sides of a chair :confused:

People staring .

Okay so - MOO people, I get it, I am fat!

That being said, I am not a happy fat person, I hate how I look and I hate how I feel. So what are you going to do about it you say?

I say, I am going to fix it!

The first step, like any addict, Admit it out loud!

Today I made the first and second step in rescuing myself from my life slipping into a parallel universe with Gilbert Grape's mom.

I went to my MD. I started bawling as soon as I tried to speak. I am not a tearful person. I am logical and non-emotive. I guess the pain runs deeper than I think.

My doctor was very understanding and spoke of good outcomes other patients had. She filled out my insurance paperwork and gave me suggestions on food and diet.

Next step- Harass the Insurance company until they let me in the "I CanChange" program :biggrin:

Best of luck. We all have to start somewhere.