I have title my diary
"Emerging from the Cocoon" which suits me perfectly.
Aside from being "a protective case of silk or similar fibrous material spun by the larvae of moths and other insects that serves as a covering for their pupal stage" - a cocoon is also defined:
"To envelop in or as if in a cocoon, as for protection from a harsh or unfriendly environment.
or To retreat as if into a cocoon, as for security from a harsh or unfriendly environment."
I find myself retreating to my 'cocoon' quite often. I try to stay in my friendly and well known environment rather than venturing out into the world. My husband loves to go out. He likes to travel, climb mountains, go to amuzement parks, loves playing sports, and even things like going out to hear live music or performing karaokee. I, on the other hand, like to be home (mostly sitting) or I like to go out shopping or something where I don't actually have to do much of anything.
I actually feel that my dear sweet husband, who loves me and supports every little whim that I have, is just too good to be seen out in public with me. Often times I literally feel sorry for him that I no longer do the things that he would love to do.
When we first started dating, 8 years and 80 pounds ago, I was very active and often had to plead with him to go out. As time has progressed I have gotten way to comfortable and have just let myself go.
I would love it if next time I went to Cancun or even to the grocery store to feel great about myself.
I've never been the type of person to walk with my head down, or act as if my weight bothered me - I have always been very positive and outgoing - I've had long enough to accept the fact that this is just me.... but right now it bothers me and it is effecting my attitude and I want to still be me but a much smaller version of myself. Which is why I have started the
Phentermine with all of the hope in the world that I will not only lose tons of weight but that I will begin to eat right for life.
I am incorporating my weight watchers knowledge along with my doctor's suggestions and trying my best to eat better.
I worry about my health a lot. I am only 27 and my bloodwork showed that my chlorestoral and triglicerides (please pardon my spelling) are high. My mother had a heart attack when she was 41 and so far I am on the same path. I would at least like to be in better shape when I get to that age than she was - just in case. (Now, by-the-way, she is doing great!)
Anyhow, I have been on the Pills for 16 days and am down like 7 pounds so far. I have had 2 B12 shots and will be getting one every 28 days when I go to the doctor, and I have been drinking more
water than was reccomended, my eating habbits have drastically changed ~ all that's left is to start getting more excersize (WHICH IS MY GOAL FOR THIS WEEK)
Until next time
~Tina~