Hello

My name is Freda, and I'm a food-aholic. My weight is 339 as of 9/17/08. I ask myself how I got to this point, but I know how. There is no doubt. When I'm bored, I eat. When I'm lonely, I eat. When I'm sad, I eat. And I.Don't.Stop. There have been many times that I have eaten a half-gallon of ice cream in one sitting. Even though my tongue was frozen to the point of pain, I kept eating. I'm slowly killing myself. I say I want to change, but I'm not sure that I actually do. Why else do I sabotage myself? Everytime I start to lose weight, I start pigging out even more so, or I quit excercising.

I have once again started working out at Curves - made my 3x last week. My doctor has started me on a medication for appetite supression. Phen-something. The doctor and the pharmacist both told me to be sure to still eat something for lunch and dinner, even if I'm not hungry. Which is what my problem is! I only ate once yesterday. I did have two meals today, but dinner was only a loaded baked potato. Should have just had a plain one, though.

I had a horrible dream last week, before my doctor's visit. The only scene I remember is I was at a park or something, and sat down on a bench. I was so fat that my belly fat drooped so low, it was touching the ground when I sat.