On all Hallow's Eve...

A confession needs to be made. Tomorrow is my official restart of my trainer's plan and I must admit, I loathe the gym and I dislike the discipline that comes with eating right. Seems like one big hassle with the stress at home isn't helping and I need all the support I can get. One thing I did not tell my husband is how my eating disorder is becoming worse. My Doctor suggested I seek a therapist, otherwise, all my efforts will be in vain. I don't think it's attractive to see a grown woman gnawing on a block of Aged Sharp Cheddar at 3am. It isn't just food either. Lack of energy = loss of libido. Probably all sorts of contributing factors. I think tonight I will post a before picture or two. Better to be honest with myself than lie. Lying gains me nothing. See you later. Ciao.