First post -- and sorry to not make it a cheerier one (... I'm usually quite a lot happier ...)
I feel just plain bad. I'm in my mid-thirties, doing well professionally, great friends, wonderful pets, and a body that needs to lose somewhere in the vicinity of 100 lbs. I don't look at myself in the mirror, I dislike catching a glimpse of myself in the shower (... this complicates shaving my legs ... ;), I'm stressed and practicing only the most minimal of self-care -- and for the first time in a while, I feel hopeless, like I'll never be in good shape or lose weight, or develop a healthy relationship with my body.
Tomorrow will be better, but in the meantime, I could really use some kind words. (Hey, I've had a great deal of fresh water for the first time in a very long time just now ... baby steps, right?! :)