I think I have reached the end of all the strength I had to keep going...
Today I tried some clothes on and realised that I am now size 22! I went from 10 to 16 in 8 years and from 16 to 22 in less than one year!
I feel physically sick in my stomach to see the size of the shorts I had to buy today.
I have nothing against overweight people and to be honest I don't look at people's size, I look at their personality but I can't be like this with myself.
I have a voice screaming inside me, telling me to join the gym and start to count calories but when tomorrow comes know I will prefer to postpone it and go for the easy option and end up hating myself for it.
I don't know what else to do to get the motivation to do the right thing.