Failing At Life.
It seems like everyone is getting knew scales and finding out the weight they lost is a lie. The same goes for me. I HAVEN'T LOST ANY WEIGHT FOR A MONTH.
Today I weighed in at 198 at the recruiting office. Not 189 like the scale told me this morning. That's a 10lb difference.
WTF am I doing wrong!!!!!!
I eat well......Hmm. That's the problem. I eat. Even if it's veggies. All those times I've slipped. All those times I didn't get out the bad food like I know I should have.
I started out september at 198. I'm ending it at the same. I want to cry. I wan to scream. I want to lay down and die.
WHY CAN'T I BE THIN? WHY CAN'T I BE BEAUTIFUL? WHY WHY WHY?
How can I have failed so much? I'm so depressed about this. I've struggled and it was for nothing. I'm just going to be a big fat blob of shit forever.
I guess my clothes fitting loosely was all in my head. I didn't feel any thinner, an dI should have listened tom y instincts.
What am I going to do?
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First of all, did you get on the scale fully clothed? Second, did you eat this morning or drink anything? Because that adds pounds. Third, what makes you so sure that it is your scale that is broken, and not the one at the office? The same thing happened to me when I went home and got on the new scale my mom bought. She said that it was "more accurate." I got on it and it said I was 130 (at the time my scale said 127). I was like WTF?! and started freaking out and stuff. I ate, then weighed myself again (mind you, I didn't eat much) and it said 132.5. Right. So then I weighed myself the next morning and it said 129. So you know what I've learned? Don't ever trust the scale. Just pick the one that's nicest to you and stick with it. Even if the weight isn't 100% accurate, it'll still register if you gained or lost within that week.
Oh man, scales just love to torture us don't they....I am going to have to get back into a loving relationship with mine. We don't spend enough time together. The more I weigh myslelf the less I eat.
Just hang in there, you can do it! I'm sure of it.
I trust their scale because its one of those old school ones with the sliding weights on the bar. Like they used to have in hospitals. But yeah I had drunk super food this morning and I had clothes on, which I know is 5lbs at least. I just need to work harder. And when the numbers go down I have hope. Hope that I can scale down, that I can lathe and whittle down to beauty. To slim sleek lines instead of boobs and lumps and stretch marks.
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