Yesterday things became resolved a little. He loves me and we are going to do everything to make this relationship work and it will work. This time I'm putting in all my chips. I'm trusting him again or at least trying to. He can't break my heart this time. He makes me happy in the moment but when I'm home by myself all I can think about is how fat I am and how he deserves better. I have to remember that I am working on that though and he knows it. He loves me and that's all that matters anymore, that and that he wants this all to work out.