by jene115 » February 3rd, 2005, 6:47 pm
The other side of the coin is my stepmother who raised me (I called her my mom). Whenever I would go to visit after not seeing my parents for awhile (we lived in separate states), she would open the door when I got there and say "You are so pretty," no matter how fat I'd gotten. I cry whenever I think of this because she was my biggest cheerleader and I lost her in March 2002. I know our parents are supposed to love us unconditionally, but she didn't even give birth to me and she was the best mother God could have ever blessed me with.
My dream was always to lose my weight while she was still alive and go surprise her with all my weight off, so she could see me like I was in my teens and 20s. Now, I have to do this for me and I will have to learn to make that enough.
I received my food yesterday, unbeknownst to me until 6:30 this morning when something told me to look out on my patio. My UPS guys puts my packages there, but there's was no notification on my door, but it probably blew away because it was windy yesterday.
I've been "excited" about starting this and thinking how easy it would be, but in reality, I am scared. I came home from work tonight and sitting here, realize now that it's going to take a lot to get through the first three days, not just the "detox" symptoms but my head and my thought processes. I've been coming home from work and stopping at either McDonald's, Burger King, Taco Bell, Taco Cabana, you name it. ANYTHING so I won't have to come home and cook. I'm so tired when I get home from work. I work 9-6 and it takes me an hour in traffic to get home. I absolutely hate getting home and only have 3 hours to do anything, but 45 minutes of that right now is tied up in doing compression boot therapy on my legs, so Monday through Friday evenings suck right now.
I guess you can tell my head isn't in a good place today. I came home very irritated yesterday and barely got through today. I have an issue with my boss, basically he is bi-polar and changing the rules constantly, I never know what kind of mood he is going to be in and sometimes he can be very condescending and disrespectful. I love the firm I'm with and I love the people. My only issue is I will not work with anyone who doesn't treat me with respect. I don't care if he is bi-polar or not. There's times I love working with him and times where I want to shoot him. I guess it's too much like how I grew up, as my father was also bi-polar and I had to walk on eggshells with him too. Gee, I think I just had an ephiphany! I made the decision yesterday to not make any decisions about work, my hair (cutting it), or anything else until I reach my goal. I think once I get this weight off, I will be able to make better decisions with a clearer head.
I don't know why I'm so emotional today, it's not "that time." It's not a full moon. Maybe it's emotions relating to getting ready to lose my best friend, junk food. I'm starting this on Saturday as I know I will do better having the first two days at home, but Monday will be the test. Not while I'm at work, of course, but that old familiar drive home, trying to decide what fast food restaurant I would drive through. Monday, of course, I will have to put the car on cruise control and just keep going toward home, no stops.
Did anyone else experience sadness before you started? Maybe this isn't the reason, but I can't figure out what else it could be. Right now, I just want to go to bed and cry, but I don't have anything to cry about that I know of.
Jen
03/01/08
"I'm stronger than my cravings!"