Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
All my life, I’ve been depressed and overweight. Now the question is: Am I overweight because of depression, or depressed because of being overweight? And don’t think I’m trying to put the blame on something or somebody else. I take responsibility for being overweight. I love food and I hate exercise. I’m guilty, so sue me. However, I cannot for one moment think that I should take all the blame. Just so you know, I’ve shown symptoms of depression before my fifth birthday – before I had a weight problem.
I have recently read a lot about medical reasons for obesity, and some of them are Hypothyroidism, Cushing’s syndrome and Depression. My first step is to have the following tested: my thyroid, my cortisol levels, leptin levels, insulin levels and perhaps switch over to another type of antidepressant. Once I have the results of that, I will have to think of a diet plan and an exercise plan. (I’m saying this with a lot of reluctance.) Did I mention that I hate exercising?
Oh well, wish me luck!