WORST DAY EVER.

Christmas Eve 2019 - at my heaviest. My husband proposed to my 5 year old that I ice skate - I had just recovered from plantar fascitis and was still in pain, I debated even going but, thought my husband would not push me to get out on the ice - I was wrong. He did, I was too big, my knees too unsteady to assist a 5 year old and try to balance myself. I was deathly afraid that i would fall ontop of my daughter and hurt her. I cried and cursed him all the way around the rink - my daughter now HATES the thought of ice skating and every time she sees it in the movies or on tv she says to me "its ok mommy I hate skating anyway" :( I hate that I can't just make my self be better. I have beat alot of things in my life but, not this.