That said, I need to turn my obsession around to controlling my addiction. I did it once before. 10 years ago I lost 74 pounds and was within 20 pounds of my goal when I stopped. Needless to say, I gained it all back plus another 50. For those of you interested enough to do the math, that means I'm not overweight, I'm not even fat, I'm morbidly obese.
Intellectualy, I've known this for a long time, but denial is a wonderful thing.
This is a safe place to tell all my secrets and problems, because here no one judges. This journal is going to be my lifeline. It's time for the old crone to get off her ass and become the wise woman.