2 steps forward, another step back

I wish I could say something encouraging today.  I wish I could say I lost weight, exercised hard, or even that I cared this weekend.  I started off this week doing weight watcher's on my own and everything was going great.  I got down to 291 and I thought for sure I was going to break 290 by Monday.  Then we went out for dinner for my cheat meal and I thought wow! That was delicious but I'm ready to get back on track.  Instead though the onset of depression came into play and I couldn't bring myself to have self control.  I mean what's the point of trying to better myself when I can't even convince myself that I'm worth existing.  I really want to get back on track Monday.  I really want to wake up and feel like I can take on the world and go workout and eat right and make good choices but I think that's entirely up to what side of the hill I'm on tomorrow.  I'm sorry this isn't the most uplifting entry I've ever made but I just can't feel the pick me up on my own today.  I just wanted to check in and assure myself that losing weight still is a priority even if emotionally I don't feel confident I can do it.