Dammit! I've gained 7 kilos somewhere over the past few months. I can't even blame it on anything, I've been making a concerted effort to limit sitting, maximise incidental exercise, and challenge my hunger patterns. I'm so OVER this journey. As I said to Sushee last night, if I had the money, I'd get WLS tomorrow and I don't care about the risks.
Words can't express the level of pure hate I have for myself at the moment; and yes, a little corner of my mind is concerned at that. I'll be seeing a psychologist soon, so I'll add body image issues to the crazy list.
Just a vent.

