I checked the Postsecrets tonight and this one made my heart hurt.
Thankfully, I have the opposite problem. I weigh more than my husband, but he always sees me as beautiful. He even reminds me of this when I feel like 300 pounds. But I still struggle with my weight.
I've always been a little bit of a chub. I noticed it pretty early in my childhood.... so it quickly grew into an insecurity. After I got married, I developed a McDonalds addiction, and put on about 20 pounds in just a few months. Holiday calorie splurging didn't help much, either.
In February, I decided to do something about it. For real this time. Not just lose 15 pounds, give up, gain it all back, and repeat like I usually do. I started doing the Jillian Michael's "30 Day Shred" and taking what I eat seriously. I've started cooking at home a lot more.... with partial thanks to my husband finally having a consistent schedule at his work and being a full time Etsian. I can barely remember the last time I had my beloved "mcdouble with no onions, add leaf lettuce" from the Arches. I've tried to give up my sugar-free Cinnamon Dolce Frap addiction and my all things ice cream addiction... but those aren't going as smoothly.
Anyways. I'm fractions of a pound away from having lost 10 pounds in a month in a half. I've moved in two notches on my belt. I couldn't be happier.