I'm starting to worry about myself quite a lot. As many of you know, I've been on the Atkins journey since October 2005. The first time around, I lasted 1.5 years, lost an immense amount of weight, and fell off the wagon due to severe depression (I was suicidal for over a year, so understandably Atkins wasn't my priority at that point in my life).

Now that I feel I've rebuilt myself, and my life, I've spent the last year or so battling with my weight. I'm back to my original weight of 170 lbs. I'll last a week or two, then just binge with the intention of restarting. I will restart, then I'll binge again, with the intention of restarting...and the cycle continues.

I need to break this, I know that. I need help. I don't know whether I'm just lazy and badly motivated, or whether I'm actually developing an eating disorder. It's not something I have any experience with.

I decided this morning to make a clean start. As I always do when I decide this, I've prepared meals for today and tomorrow - all entirely legal - I've made a zuccinni soup, and butterfly chicken breasts with a sprinkle of Mozzarella and wrapped in bacon, served on a bed of broccoli.

The only thing I've done differently this time is sit down and identify where I go wrong. And you know what? It always seems to be work. I COULD just give up my job, but maybe it doesn't need to come to that. I lose it at work because I give into temptation. I'd rather snack on a bag of chips from the vending machine than wait until lunch for my food. THIS HAS TO STOP! I don't care if I have to go as far as leaving every penny I have at home to avoid being able to buy junk at work.

I wish someone could just say something that would instantly make me stay on track, but alas it's all down to me and how much I want to lose weight.

My next hurdle is returning to the US in 2 weeks. I will be living with the in-laws again, which we've already established is the anti-christ of Atkins. So after I've identified that hurdle, I've decided that pretty much the only thing that's coming with me is my tupperware. I plan on secretly eating sliced meat, so that when it comes to meal time, I can just eat around the rice and/or potatoes. They like their salad, so as long as I get to it before they douse it in lemon juice (which I'm highly allergic to, things keep getting better, right?!) I should live.