by Lauren » March 29th, 2007, 10:42 am
Thanks so much, Liz, you seem to do quite well at keeping up with the boards ... but that's coming from me, and everything's relative! :-)
I am a pretty resilient chick, always have been. I think it's because I'm an optimist, and even in the worst of times I always believe that something better is right around the corner. I annoy the heck out of cynics, because I can find a silver lining on everything. But I have that while still being a realist - it just seems that nothing is impossible, and MF just added to that belief.
Really, not a knock on anyone who has struggled with this or any diet's compliancy, I just believe that there's a moment in time when nothing is more important - nothing - than being kind to yourself and losing this weight that's overwhelmed us. People talk about their struggles in life, or holidays that pop up, or whatever, and I just don't see how that matters.
Most people here don't know this, but just a couple months into my MF experience, my sister, who is only 35 years old (34 at the time), was diagnosed with a horribly rare and aggressive type of cancer. My sister and I are extremely close, and if ever there was a reason to fall off plan, it would be the stress of this event. But instead, it seemed that this was an even bigger reason to continue to lose the weight, to be fit and well enough to care for her emotionally (and physically, if required), and to not have it be about me and my struggles and my difficulties. My sister, who's always been thin, who lives a totally different life - she lives in the suburbs, is married with two wonderful children, and who really didn't have the health issues that I have had (mostly related to my weight, I now see), now had a really serious issue, and it wouldn't be fair to have my weight issues play a role in her recovery process.
I think this is what it comes down to: people think it is selfish to put all the focus on themselves in the weight loss process, that you need money to buy MF, or time to exercise, or you feel bad not dining with your friends, or making your heavier friends feel lousy, whatever. But it's WAY more selfish to live obese. People can't rely on us when we're obese to be as available, physically and mentally. We're not willing to go anywhere, do anything, put ourselves out there in the world in the same way. We spend more time alone (closet-eating), we spend more money on food that no one else sees, we can't travel as easily, we can't just hop on a plane or bus or car or walk or any of that. It's not selfish to focus on yourselves now to lose the weight, it's selfish NOT TO.
My sister has had quite a journey, and is still in the midst, but is doing well. I, the optimist that I am, have known all along that she would do well. She has to. It's just that simple. She's also told me that she could not have lived with knowing that I fell off my diet because of her diagnosis - and fortunately, she didn't have to! I call 2006 the Best of Times and the Worst of Times, because I finally started a new life and my sister had to fight to keep hers. But it's the struggles in life that make us appreciate what we have.
So, this is my veeeery long response to Lizabette saying that each event teaches us something. Getting hit by a car just reinforced, once again, I can just get myself up, wipe myself off, and start anew. Even without all the extra fat, I still bounce. Gotta love being resilient!
Lauren