It’s got to stop. This eating. I have to take myself to one side and have a serious talk with myself. I’m gaining weight. And not doing anything about it. And because I’m gaining weight, I’m eating even more rubbish. It’s pants. I’m not happy with myself, my lack of will power or my ability to manage myself. It’s pretty crap really. So what am I going to do about it? Take myself in hand? Or watch tv and feel sorry for myself? I hate the photos from our holidays. They aren’t the me I want to be. I have to get a grip of this. I can have it all. I can loose this weight. I’ve just got to put my mind to it.
Anyone else struggle with this kind of thing?