Change, Change, Change

Change is in the air. The anxiety medication that I was on apparently has "pooped out." I am now on my way to trying another medication that should help my array of symptoms. I can't wait until I try the new stuff. I know that the results won't be immediate, but within a few weeks I am looking forward to a brighter outlook. I am extremely obsessed with my weight loss, or lack there of over the past few weeks. I am down to 181.2, but I've been stuck between 181 and 183 since Christmas and it is severely messing with my head. I've been in such a funk I haven't even managed to exercise (my New Years Resolution) and that is killing me too. I want to be out of my funk and to go on with my life. I don't like being UNHAPPY!!!

I'm trying to be optimistic about the fact that I have lost 101.8 pounds and that I am only 12.8 pounds from the doctor's goal and 36.2 pounds away from my ideal weight, but it is darn hard with my fragile mental state during this medication transition. I'm even obsessed about the fact that this medication may make me gain weight, even though I've been on anxiety meds on and off for almost 15 years.

Hopefully a few weeks from now I'll be back to normal. After all I am still striving to make it to my doctor's goal by Valentine's Day, which is only 33 days away!!