I’m back to where I started….3 years after reaching my goal of 125. My dad died in January from covid…we were so close…part of me died with him. I had gained back about half of my weight before he passed but was proud of myself for staying around 140. Since January I’ve just turned to food and being lazy to cope I guess. I hate how I feel…lazy, tired and weak. I’m kind of a mess but hope I can start to heal and take better care of my body and hopefully my emotional state will follow.
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