It seems so unfair, doesn't it to sacrifice one's sense of self for relative stability. Is it worth it? I have told myself that my present state perhaps is. I am bigger than I have ever been. But I am also more stable than I have ever been. But what about next week? What about next month and the month after that? At what point will I stop gaining weight?

I try to be physically active, I try to have a good relationship with food yet I continue to balloon. @#%$$^%$& medication!

I hear ya. I have accepted I will gain weight but maybe my illness isn't severe or maybe I have some undiagnosed eating disorder but at a certain point, I wouldn't physically be able to handle the weight gain. I'm working with my doctor, watching what I eat, upping physical endurance, and hoping for the best. I hope you find a balance which continues to work for you.

I hear you! I am the most stable i have been in years -- and the fattest i have been in years. Damn Seroquel -- but it's the only thing that works. Better fat and alive than thin and dead, i say.

[Wander]

I can totally relate to this. My weight has increased by nearly 150% since I started on meds though I will admit I was dangerously underweight when I started meds. Now I am not happy at all with my body image but I am mentally more stable than ever. It is a high price to pay for health but at the moment I am willing to pay it.