by DutchChoc » August 31st, 2004, 4:43 pm
It felt WONDERFUL to get that off my chest today and I thank you for reading and replying to my problem. I am still edgy about this and probably will be until I return "victorious" on Monday.
This # of rolling MF days is too good to give up, for all the tea in China, for all the pleasure/aggravation I might sustain. Plus, I'd like to have a good thing to tell you upon the return.... like maybe the Sunday's weigh-in I will miss until Tuesday morning, probably. What I am certain of is that a diet detour, and for me, that would be even the 5-1 or attempt at it, I'd very possibly never come back from it. I realize I'll need the discipline to do that eventually, but it has to be under "laboratory conditions".
Anyway, here goes to reply to what you were kind to write to me:
Mike, yes, you have a wonderful place here to remind us that we matter SO MUCH that we have to care for ourselves. You're so right to remind me that fat is a demeaning disease and we live and breathe the fumes of it every waking moment - whether we're fat or thin, I believe. Some people, I suppose, can't understand that, can't understand that "about us", or whatever. My brain will never be friends with a fat self of mine. I could get therapy forever and no amount of it would ever get me to accept myself. I'd just have to pick up the plow and try to get it off again sooner or later. In fact, I've spent much of my life trying to fix this thing about me. Re alcohol for example, having had an alcoholic mother, I know that I never want to become an alcoholic, either, even though they've made light of that fear of mine.
I remember someone else once used the term "faux inlaws" in the context of the kind of "would-be" that I mean. There might never be a marriage, frankly. It isn't anything they'd be happy to see and it isn't anything I'd be particularly happy to see either. Yes, it does raise other questions, as in is it even worth doing, then? Boyfriend has been acclimated by said family to the extent that he knows better than to deviate far from what they dictate, which also answers the question of him sticking up for me much. It would "cost him".
Sudaoning, yes, those are the same bruises that got us fat. I do need to steel myself because it will be a dangerous adventure. In despair, I might even blame them for getting off my plan. Of course, if that happens, it won't really be their fault, it will be ME trying to get some benny out of it, rather sadistically!!
Hawaiiwhatnot, they really just tolerate me. This has been going on about six years already! I often have very emotional reactions to things that happen while I'm there. Mostly, it's the minimalist success of his mother's quips, like once, "Oh, you packed up your house to come here, just like the Beverly Hillbillies". And then she laughed. And so did I, just as though there was no insult. I could try to at least communicate my dedication to my "mission", and then I could ALSO ensure that I don't fail in it or they'd really have something to gloat over.
Carrie, the hurricane might be one saving grace, depending on when it will come along. We're probably going to leave Washington DC area Thursday after work and drive down I-95 way. Will have to wait and see on that one, I guess. I appreciate your saying and I know that what I need to do is more important than slinging myself into the mud in despair or defeat over this. Things are going so good that I need for it to continue a while. This has been a real breather for me of not hating myself.
Thanks, everybody!
Ending weight MF 10/2004: 126
Starting weight 12/1/08: 168 :-(
Loss December: -7/-0