Well Hello Lovely People! What a nice place this is, after another looong week, to be able to come here and see my friends popped by! I apologize for not being as engaged the last week and a half. I have just been so exhausted!
I will definitely post puppy pics as I get them, right now she looks a bit like a gerbil with its eyes closed she is so young! I am looking forward to seeing her change and grow!
I think by now you have all realized that I am REALLY an introvert, a lot of the constant interaction just drains me (even when I like the people), that is what it has been like at work add in the wretched dinner party and that took me over the edge a bit. My parents told me I should get an Academy Award because apparently I didn't give my utter annoyance away, but I can only do that for a period of time, before that totally cracks.
Hi Bob! Nice to meet you, I was hoping you would be back soon! It is interesting that you picked that sentence
"As I write this, a thought crosses my mind that is a rather common one. How is it possible to want something so badly, yet fail?" I have had a few strange experiences this week. I decided that I needed a little color, so was going to try a self-tanner. Well that involved standing in front of a mirror in my birthday suit and basically painting my body with the stuff. That was a VERY uncomfortable experience. You see I really realized that becoming disconnected from myself was an interesting coping mechanism for allowing this to happen. Get out of shower....avert eyes! Put on lotion, do not stand next to the mirror! There is the scale, do not step on it! Oh look there is your reflection in the mirror on the escalator....look away!
So that was my own private hell, but I tried to be very in the moment and aware of what exactly I have allowed to happen. But then a much worse thing happened. Someone gave me copies of pictures that I was in and I really wanted to cry. Because those pictures will be out there forever. When I got really thin, and worked with people who had never seen me fat, when old pictures surfaced they were like "Ohhhhh my!" It is humiliating and embarrassing. Then I came home and ate 2 cookies. Now 2 cookies is not a lot, but who the hell eats 2 cookies after basically feeling so ashamed of how they looked in pictures that other people were looking at. THANK GOD they didn't post them on the company's Facebook page.
And once again I thought, this embarrassment and shame, it is completely avoidable. AND you have been here before! HOW did you let this happen again! So I am feeling a bit emotional about it, but also REMEMBERING this is not fate. It is not my destiny to look this way and be ashamed of myself. And shame inspiring me to come home and eat 2 cookies well that is not very helpful. I am going on vacation in July, bathing suits and shorts will be involved. So I ordered some nice things to wear that hopefully will make me feel prettier. Nothing worse than ill-fitting clothes that show-case the shame, lol!
It is very hard to write this, well it is not hard to write it here. What I mean is that it is very difficult to acknowledge these feelings. To sit with them in discomfort and figure out what to do with them. It is hard to not feel very anxious about all the hurdles I see in my way and feel like I will fail if I don't overcome the hurdles. It is hard not to get grumpy about it all.
You know this is all in our control right? For real we don't have to be unhappy about this aspect of our life, we can change it. Isn't it funny to know that? So I will end on this note. We all need to remember that this is not something we can't change, it has to be a priority without totally consuming us, which I grant you is an odd balancing act. I don't want to be fat, I really don't. There are things in life that can't be changed, this just isn't one of those things! It is very easy to get discouraged, but I know that each and every one of us can do this and can maintain it.
So I hated seeing those pictures of myself today! But I liked the people I was around at work. I liked that someone told me that some things I did for him when he was very very ill, meant a lot. That it gave him something to talk to his young daughter about. I liked feeling a part of the group of people I was with today, because I think they like me. They don't care that I am fat, they care that I am nice and I am competent. I came here and saw folks stopped by to say hi. Folks who understand my struggle and who are kind and supportive. There is still good in my life and I bet in everyone else's life too. Acknowledge what you want to change, but also all the good as well. xo