What do I want?
I have all these reasons to lose more weight but it seems that since I got under 200 I have been essentially at a standstill.
Part of me wonders if calling that my goal for so long imprinted on my brain that I'm there now, no need to go farther.
I think if I keep waiting until I feel ready to be compliant, I'll never do it. It's easy to forget how you have to muscle through those first few days - even though I just went through it last week!!! And there's always another Monday coming, to start again.
Food still means something more than nourishment to me. Or something less, I guess. At times it has felt like I'm using food to punish myself, in fact.
I suppose it's time for another go-round at counseling - another two or three sessions before someone tells me I'm cured and I go on my merry way. Sorry, was that too cynical?

Well, I'm puzzling it all out. It'll happen. Maybe when I get even sicker than I currently am about gaining and losing the same five pounds every week.
I read something the other day - those who spend the present thinking about the future ending up enjoying neither. Or something like that. Maybe that should be my new motto. Set goals, but only live in the present. Not 'what will I eat at goal' but 'what will I eat today' and so on.
Well, I have a meeting to get to. Still here, still kicking - myself, as it turns out, repeatedly, without result.