I do not get hungry, like almost never, literally 2 maybe 3 times I year, I feel hunger. I eat whatever I want and still end up with less than x calories average. In fact, my family (one side) suffers the same thing...my grandmother averages xxx-xxx calories a day and still was considered obese. I myself weigh way too much most of the weight put on with babies and going off the pill.
Many years ago, I got so bad that I was anorexic, literally eating x bites of food a week. Didn't loose any weight. When I got sick before, I went to the Dr. the first Dr. said it was because I was fat, to cut back on what I was eating and I'd be fine. I asked him how to cut back on x bites a week, his reply, when you do eat, eat less. The second Dr. was a family Dr. familiar with the problem and he told me to force myself to eat, which I did and started feeling better.
Well that is a bit of history, now for the present day struggle. I had afib recently diagnosed. The cardiologist is saying that my weight is a major factor and I have to cut the weight. I asked how, he said xxx or less calories would do it. I counted calories for about a month, 2 days my normal calorie intake was over xxx and that was mostly because my husband worries I will become anorexic again.
Well, long story short, the Dr finally listened, my average intake is xxx btw. The Dr. says, if it isn't calories it has to be hormones, find a Dr. that will test and treat the hormones, and in the meantime take your calories down to x and see what happens. So now, with the lure of anorexia constantly in my face, I am suppose to cut my calories again. It would be nothing for me to become anorexic again, much less go under xx every day, even today, I doubt I'll hit xxx without my husband pushing me to eat more.
I don't want that fight again and to make matters worse, I was just starting to accept myself, and now, I find myself detestable. Had a dear friend try to offer encouragement and it only made me detest myself even more. I hate being fat. I hate fighting to eat anything. I hate food. In a week or less, I could be easily eating nothing again, and the worst part, my daughter is falling into some of the same habits I had at that age.
I liked thinking I had worth, no matter how much I weighed, but now, it's all starting over again and no one wants to see what's wrong because it's so much easier to just blame the fat chick....
Well, I'm not going to go on, if I do, I'll end up crying and my children will worry more than they already are...they try to help, I just....
edited to delted trigger causing numbers! -sheepdog
Many years ago, I got so bad that I was anorexic, literally eating x bites of food a week. Didn't loose any weight. When I got sick before, I went to the Dr. the first Dr. said it was because I was fat, to cut back on what I was eating and I'd be fine. I asked him how to cut back on x bites a week, his reply, when you do eat, eat less. The second Dr. was a family Dr. familiar with the problem and he told me to force myself to eat, which I did and started feeling better.
Well that is a bit of history, now for the present day struggle. I had afib recently diagnosed. The cardiologist is saying that my weight is a major factor and I have to cut the weight. I asked how, he said xxx or less calories would do it. I counted calories for about a month, 2 days my normal calorie intake was over xxx and that was mostly because my husband worries I will become anorexic again.
Well, long story short, the Dr finally listened, my average intake is xxx btw. The Dr. says, if it isn't calories it has to be hormones, find a Dr. that will test and treat the hormones, and in the meantime take your calories down to x and see what happens. So now, with the lure of anorexia constantly in my face, I am suppose to cut my calories again. It would be nothing for me to become anorexic again, much less go under xx every day, even today, I doubt I'll hit xxx without my husband pushing me to eat more.
I don't want that fight again and to make matters worse, I was just starting to accept myself, and now, I find myself detestable. Had a dear friend try to offer encouragement and it only made me detest myself even more. I hate being fat. I hate fighting to eat anything. I hate food. In a week or less, I could be easily eating nothing again, and the worst part, my daughter is falling into some of the same habits I had at that age.
I liked thinking I had worth, no matter how much I weighed, but now, it's all starting over again and no one wants to see what's wrong because it's so much easier to just blame the fat chick....
Well, I'm not going to go on, if I do, I'll end up crying and my children will worry more than they already are...they try to help, I just....
edited to delted trigger causing numbers! -sheepdog
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