
yes, I know its a gamble to stop, and yes, i know that its supposed to keep me in the slow lane, and so on and so forth. Trust me i have heard ALL the arguements for staying on it, and some how, I cant get myself pysched to keep going. I find myself resenting that my hubby asked me to keep taking this.
I am tired from the stuff, and feel like a bruised up pin cushion. I am lumpy and dented. I have pot holes in my thighs, backside, arms, and tummy. (I am not a swimsuit model, but I am not a frump either) I dunno, I guess if someone could give me some more definitive anwsers, assurances, or support, maybe I could once again be pumped to pick up that needle. In the early days I was scared to death not to.
What is your motivation? what keeps you pysched to pick up that needle? btw, I am not depressed, I am just tired. I dont wanna keep doing this. anyone else?