We entertained over the weekend and A LOT of junk food ended up making its way to my kitchen. I snacked on some of it yesterday... and the effects showed up on the scale this morning. So, I went straight downstairs, dumped chips, dips, cookies, peanuts, etc. down the garbage disposal. Some (my dh included if he knew would call this waste, but is it really a waste if the food has absolutely no nutritional value?? I don't think so!!

Read my story in my profile. You're not alone by any means. I had a lot of anger and depression issues for a long time. I feel this time it is definitely different. What we are doing here is not a diet at all. It is a full lifestyle change and one that you can live with forever and not feel deprived as long as you embrace it.

I read your profile and applaud your success. Though we all may have different demons, the common thread is using food to cope with life. It's a curse, and I feel hopeful that this time around will be very different. I'm 57 years old, and my body cannot take it anymore.

I too feel that I sold my husband a lousy "bill of goods". Though my weight was on the upswing when we met (had already gained 25 pounds) I was still exercising and wearing a single digit size. Little did he know that I was on my way up, which continued to where I am today. We've been together for close to 8 years, and even though I'm a larger version of the me he met, he loves me for me. His concern is my health, because he wants us to live a long life together, and be able to enjoy an active lifestyle. He NEVER rags on me about my weight or what I eat. And he still thinks I'm beautiful, in spite of the excess baggage. As wonderful as the love and acceptance is, I still beat the hell out of myself. We are our own worst enemies, and I too struggled with serious depression at many different times in my life. I can't help but think that it comes with the territory. But as long as we stay true to ourselves, and get through each day doing something positive for our health, it can only improve.