Hello everyone! I just joined today and am looking forward to getting to know all of you. I have struggled with my weight for the past 10 years. When I was younger I used to be really active. After high school and giving birth to my first child I started packing on the pounds. Every year I vow to lose the weight and I am tired of being like this. I am lucky to have a husband that says he loves me just the way that I am but I can't help but wonder if he really feels that way. I know that sounds bad, lol. I know there is a lot contributing to my situation. I have been in and out of depression the past 10 years and suffer from low self esteem. Ever since having kids I have developed the mentality I am sure a lot of mothers can relate to. I put myself last. I buy things for my kids and husband before I would ever buy anything for myself. When I do buy things for myself I end up returning them thinking that I don't need it or deserve it and that the money could be used for something more important. Why do I do that to myself? I am afraid to treat myself good. Does anyone else feel this way? I am gradually working to change this part about me but it has been so hard. I think once I can change this part of myself it will be easier to lose the weight. I have at least 80lbs to lose.
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