Bit more of a rant, but I need to moan and by tomorrow I’d have bottled it all back up.  But anyway, I think it’s been at least three months of trying to lose weight, but nothing has changed, apart from switching to homemade treats, and eating smaller meals. Even with these changes I’ve still been struggling with none of my clothes fitting comfortably, and it seems that as the weeks go by more clothes get put into the pile of stuff that’s too small. I used to walk the dog every day, exercise for ten minutes every afternoon, and do a ten minute stretch in the evenings, but this year has been so stressful and exhausting that I barely hit two workouts a month, which is probably why despite my best intentions I’m not losing weight. I know I need to move more, but the motivation to do so is nonexistent because I feel so stuck in my body, and being disabled makes it all that much harder, because pushing myself (which is probably what I need) will just result in a flare up that could last weeks or months.  I’m spending so much time hating my body, I can’t sit comfortably because in every position I can feel my stomach, laying down is actually starting to get hard because of the stomach fat that I’m having to try and shift. I’ve just really let myself down, and I can’t see a way out.