WTF???
How the actual fuck did I manage to gain weight??? Things were going pretty well (I thought); I've been working out 1 1/2 hours a day, being careful about what I eat and yet somehow I've managed to gain weight. I keep trying to rationalize it by telling myself "I'm converting fat to muscle and muscle weighs more ..." but I still feel like a failure. I physically can't do any more because of medical problems I have. I really don't know what to do. It's at a point where it's affecting my depression and anxiety, which just makes me want to go on a massive food binge; but then I'd feel like crap about that too. I'm miserable and on the edge of giving up completely. I hate going out in public (I only do it when I'm working out) the thought of being judged almost cripples me. I have an extremely supportive hubby who loves me no matter what size I am. He's always so encouraging and loving, but I almost feel like I don't dese...