I caught a glimpse of myself in a store front window the other day and I could not believe the "me" I was seeing! I look so old and I can't stand up straight. My body looks like I swallowed, a very Large baloon, and I have what looks like a permanant double chin on my sour pus face. I am shocked and appalled, and I can't stop staring at myself. "Where am I"? I kept repeating over and over! Oh My! A terrifying thought rushes over me, "how could My Robert love me like this"? I am old before my time, in body and mind. No wonder people stare. I look like I'm hooked on doughnuts and I don't really care! My energy is gone, I'm starting to dress like a slob and I am consumed by my pain. I don't like who I am, but I'm afraid I can't change. I simply lack the motivation. I will be avoiding all reflective surfaces for the time being, ugh!