I can't put this off anymore. Too much is going wrong and it's all at least in part due to my weight. Our finances, our mental health, our home. I need to be able to work, do household chores, walk my dog, be a partner to my husband. I want to be able to walk around the block, be out in the sunshine, swim, go to a show, shop.
In a year, I'll be done with school that the state has paid for and they will expect me to find work. I won't be able to work if I can't walk into a building for an interview or sit in an armed chair. I can't work if I can't keep myself clean during the day or can't sit for more than a few hours without pain.
I want to be able to keep our house clean. My husband does have the time or energy to do it the way I'd like. It's not his fault. He has to do everything now. He's so depressed and feeling hopeless. I have GOT to get this under control. I must.