The realisation that I've done permanent damage:(

Well, here I am again. 3 times in one day...god, maybe this will become my new obsession! Losing weight is a great thing. Realising that you've done permanent damage to your body, is not. This morning, as I was standing naked in front of the mirror (not something I have forced myself to do for years) I realised that the weight I have put on over the years has done things to my body that no amount of weight loss will fix. And to tell the truth, I'm pissed off at myself. I have stretch marks in all sorts of places...stomach, breasts, behind my knees, under my arms. I'm worried about the excess skin under my arms (that flabby part that wobbles when you wave) and my stomach...that's not supposed to happen to me...It's only what happens to morbidly obese people (which if I had a BMI done, I probably would have found that my weight DID constitute Morbidly obese) What if I can never get rid of it? I bought a dress for an upcoming wedding and while I may fit it in time (size 14) I'm starting to doubt that I will look good in it....2 different things aren't they? Being able to fit something and actually looking bloody good in something. I'm anxious about this wedding as I haven't seen a lot of the people that will be there for a long time, and I feel like I have something to prove. I don't know if I'm being irrational and setting my expectations too high...or if I'm just being realistic. I guess time will tell. Ok, enough for today...I need Ryan to wake up, cause I'm feeling hungry and sleeping children + hungry, bored Mum = bad habits!