Hot Chick in a fat Chick's Body

Made it through the week, worked my fat arse off and didn't lose a pound!!  Frustrated the heck out of me so I did my measurements ahead of schedule, lost a total of 12 inches in 3 weeks, not sure if thats good but the way I see it is its equal to a couple of penis lengths, which seems pretty good.   I know it won't happen overnight but wouldnt that be wonderful if I could wake up thin and hot tomorrow?!  I guess I didn't get this way overnight so I can't expect to go back overnight.  My husband is quite healthy and weighs the perfect amount and I absolutely hate it when he gives me advice.  I don't mind getting advice from people but when he does it, it angriates me, I just want to scream at him, you have never had to deal with losing a significant amount of weight!!  I'm probably being too hard on him, but I just wish he could be more supportive, and by supportive I mean shut the hell up and just tell me I'm doing amazing and that he loves me and thinks I'm beautiful, yes I did watch too many romantic comedies in my lifetime.  People keep telling me not to focus on the scale but instead focus on how I feel and to be honest I FEEL LIKE CRAP!!  I'm eating the way I should be, I'm exercising and drinking lots of water but I'm exhausted, I don't know if my body's just getting used to not being hooked up to an IV full of coca cola or what it is but I wish I felt better, oh and I'm b!tchy, I mean I'm always a little howly but it just seems to be worse lately.  I do admit that when I'm feeling a little down or a lot down going for a walk does help, maybe not quite as well as chips and coke but at least its better for me.  I hate the term emotional eater, even though that is what I am, some of the time...the hardest thing for me is changing the way I look at food.  I LOVE food, and I have to remind myself that food is something we need to survive, it's not a means of enjoyment.  Eat to Live not Live to Eat.