I have such a good life. A good husband who is my best friend in the world. Two healthy, robust boys. We have a house, newer cars, food, the ability to pay our bills. There is nothing in the world that I need or want (well, I would love to be able travel.) The only thing I want is to be thinner. That's it. It's up to me completely and I don't do it. I let myself down time and time again. I know what it feels like to be thinner. I have a closet full of clothes that don't fit anymore. I even have a bunch of clothes with price tags still on because I would buy them in my old size.
I actually wrote the above post like 12 hours ago and never got to get back to it. I am just going to post it as is and unfinished because I have to get something up here.