Well, when I was a size 18 pushing a 20 and almost 250 that wasn't the case. In a year's time I've dropped almost a 100 pounds, two chins and (help me out, I suck at math) 6 pants sizes??? I'm in a 12 pushing a 10...before anyone gets offended I'm not cracking on big people. Believe me, since I was in elementary school I've had issues with my weight. The biggest I got was 250 the smallest I got was 130. It's really my dad's fault, if you weren't stick thin and a size two you were overweight. And, then I married this guy who if you weren't stick thin and a size two you were a fat ass....nice, huh??
Anyway, it seems that recently I can't eat. To look at food, to smell food actually anything relevant to food makes me nauseous. I have gone damn near 48 hours without eating...not good. But when I do eat, it feels like I need to just spew it back up. Gross thought huh?
My new guy is worried about me, making sure I eat. And, I don't think I'm anorexic, since A) I don't look it! LOL And, B) I actually make myself eat something most days. I would just love to know why food makes me sick!
Well that's my thought for the day!
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