I'm too fucking fat
I have read about a form of torture that some have tried on themselves to help lose weight. It constitues psycological warfare in my estimation and I have not tried it. Some say to put a mirror directly in front of your toilet so you have to watch yourself going potty and reflect upon how obese you are. Supposedly you will have a constant reminder of just how disgusting you are and be inspired to take action.
Sounds devastating.
What has helped me to lose thirty pounds is that I recognize that my eyes are always bigger than my stomach, as the saying goes. I typically overfill my plate and still suffering my mom's admonitions I tend to clean my plate.
So, I stopped doing that. I always leave some of what I dished out for myself. Makes the dog happy, too.
Trying to listen to your body's warning signs is difficult, but slowing down at meal time helps to know when to stop eating.
If it was only that simple, right? I know many, including my daughter, have thyroid issues fighting her, but she is doing great, just a little overweight, now. And me too. Daily walking or biking has help me also.
I also understand that most drugs that affect brain chemicals cause us to lose the natural sentivities that tell us many things.
The mirror torture would be a last resort, to say the least, but good luck with your journey back to health!! Both of you.
