This is my problem. I've lost weight before. I took off 100 lbs. I went to the gym, I worked out religiously, and I became a guy that had a date every Fri and Sat night. I was looking great. Then I found the person that truly loves me, and now I'm 300 lbs. I think I lost the weight to find someone, and now I have the person, so I don't care anymore. I feel guilty much of my day. When I spend time with this person, I shy away from intimacy because I'm ashamed of what I've become. For some reason, when I lost all of that weight it was after I finally said I've had it, I'm going to look better. I'm having the hardest time getting back to that frame of mind. I sit and psych myself up, but by the time it comes down to actually pulling through with it, I give up. I'm a hard worker. I immerse myself in my job. I'm away from the house from 6:30AM until 7:30PM most nights and all of that is work related. I need help. I know I need help. All of the medicine that is mentioned here I'm already on. I'm also bipolar. I'm on Effexor XR, Lamictal, Klonopin, Provigil (also narcoleptic), and Inderal. So I don't really know what to do. I want to do something. But I just can't do it. I'm a failure each and every time I try. Anyone out there like me?
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