So, who am I? I am 48 years old, female, living in Canada. I suffer from rheumatoid arthritis, hypertension, sleep apnea and a binge eating disorder. I lost both my parents in the past 10 years and have been left as defacto head of the family to an older autistic sister and a younger sister who loves her work but can't keep her head above water financially and keeps getting bailed out by yours truly.
My parents came from England back in the 50s and the rest of their families stayed in England. Consequently, now that they are gone, I have no family within arm's reach aside from the two sisters above.
I never had children, never really had a boyfriend aside from one deliriously happy semester in university which ended disasterously when he got debarred from school and dumped me. My physical limitations from the arthritis and the morbid obesity totally isolate me and if I wasn't working full time I would never see another soul from week to week I swear.
Sometimes I think that I keep the weight on to keep myself so isolated, other times I think that food is the one thing I do have left in this life that gives me comfort. I feel so inadequate around other people that I feel like I don't have much to contribute and so it is just easier this way. I have an off and on issue with checking train schedules for ones that go through my home town really fast that I could jump in front of.
So, that is the short story. Am I screwed up? **** straight. Hoping for some others who have maybe been there and are coming out the other side.
My parents came from England back in the 50s and the rest of their families stayed in England. Consequently, now that they are gone, I have no family within arm's reach aside from the two sisters above.
I never had children, never really had a boyfriend aside from one deliriously happy semester in university which ended disasterously when he got debarred from school and dumped me. My physical limitations from the arthritis and the morbid obesity totally isolate me and if I wasn't working full time I would never see another soul from week to week I swear.
Sometimes I think that I keep the weight on to keep myself so isolated, other times I think that food is the one thing I do have left in this life that gives me comfort. I feel so inadequate around other people that I feel like I don't have much to contribute and so it is just easier this way. I have an off and on issue with checking train schedules for ones that go through my home town really fast that I could jump in front of.
So, that is the short story. Am I screwed up? **** straight. Hoping for some others who have maybe been there and are coming out the other side.
