Pity party, that is

Hello Old friends (and new ones)
Human beings are a fickle bunch. I was so faithful to this board when I needed all the support and love before my surgery. Afterwards................not so much. I was ashamed for going through the whole GBS process..........the crying, the laughter, the fear, the hope............only to be.........how can I say this? Not such a big failure, but not the success I had envisioned. I honestly thought (how stupid of me) that the GBS would cure the little fat girl once and for all. BIG SURPRISE!! She's still here!! I am going to bare my soul to you ( my old friends will say "oh! willby!" My new ones will say "OH!!!! WILLBY!!!!"

Now for my dirty little secret. And let me thank you in advance for listening. I dont dump when I eat sugar. So I eat sugar. Lots and lots of sugar. I eat anything my pouch can hold..........then I burp......the food comes up. I spit it out, and eat some more. I know its unhealthy. I know its semi-bulimic. I know I shouldnt do it. But I cant stop. Food is the ONLY way I know of to deal with stress. The honest to Goddess only way to deal. Or the only way I am willing to use right now. I am so stressed out I'm about ready to implode. My hunnybunnyhubby(most of the time) is leaving on January 6th for another tour in Iraq. He will be gone for a year. My most beloved daughter, Emily moved out this year to start her own family. I am heartbroken about losing her. She moved out in March and my gambling addiction and bulimia moved in about that time. I miss her so much.

She's only a 10 minute drive away, but she's gone. All you old time Moms know what I mean.
My Mom and the Twisted Sisters ( my husbands mom and aunt) still live with me. as do 5 cats and 2 dogs.......and oh yeah, i forgot...........my eating addiction and all-consuming lonliness/guilt/and shame. I started therapy a couple of months ago (again!!!!) but my therapist seems more like a "hi how are ya" type of friend than a real therapist. I sit in her office and diagnose myself. Yes, Dr., I know that this feeling of lonliness that never leaves me is directly related to a crappy childhood.......Yes, Dr., I know that i have HUGE abandonement issues.........Yes Dr, I know there are ways to deal with stress other than the ones I've chosen. Let me guess......would EXERCISE be one of them??

See? Still the same old Willby................willing to complain and moan and whine until she gets attention and empathy. Unwilling to change.

I'd laugh it it werent so sad.
Man!!! I know this post seems like a big old pity-party-get-up-off-the-couch-and-do-something-about your-life Bithcfest 2008 (hell, ring in the New Year!!

) And I hope/know some of you will understand.. Its hard to get left behind for anyone at any age. Right? Right? Can a sister get a witness here?

Well, thanks for listening (and it didnt cost me a $25.00 copay) *smile*
Take care and thanks for being here
willby