So I know I am out of shape and that I need to make better choices for my body...that is why I am here, right?
Well, I honestly do not obsess about my body type, except my struggle to find decent tops to wear. I do not get down about my body and I do not stress about my diet (hence why I feel I need support to improve it!).
Today I was at the doctor and the physician called me "heavy".
First I was furious, and thought, "Oh no you didn't!"
Then I was sad and discouraged:
I feel hopeless and humongous.
That kind of honest and direct acknowledgment of my body type makes me feel so hopeless that all I want is:
It does not make me want to: