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It’s a thing, this pattern of not enough, of body fix. I hate my bloated belly. I can’t lose the weight. Even when I did, it wasn’t enough. An addiction to self-hatred is what I say. The no compromise standards that keep us right on the other side of the fence of liking ourselves as…
I am the same weight as I was but I feel completely different about it. Used to be, if I hadn’t reached my ultimate skinny goal, a number that for a long time was probably unrealistic for my age anyway, then I was a failure. So everyday I defined my success by the number I…
It took me four months but I finally lost that dagum 10 pounds. How certain I’d been that it was only going to take me those first two months to lose that weight doing Weight Watchers. Then I’d win that bet and get my money back like they’d offered. And it was all going real…
I intended to say goodbye. To that extra weight, to that deadbeat husband, and to the daily onslaught of negative thoughts doing my esteem no good with every siege. But the intentions were all I came up with. I intended to get right on taking care of that. But I wasn’t making anything happen because…
Not too long ago, say right after Christmas, I woke up and I would dread getting dressed because the following would occur. I would be unhappy about how I looked in the mirror and how tightly my clothing was. My closet of clothing contained fewer options I felt I could fit into, liked myself in,…
I’d lost nearly ten pounds and I was elated. I hadn’t dropped below 160 pounds in at least five years, maybe ten. This weight loss was a huge accomplishment. I felt kind and didn’t dwell on the fact that it’s only taken two months to accomplish. All those years of lamenting my largess and it…
Three weeks in to Weight Watchers and I’m definitely lighter. According to their scale, I’ve lost 3 pounds in the first two weeks. And my scale at home says it’s more. And I was elated and hopeful until I wasn’t. And here’s what I’m thinking. We all supposedly have a happiness set point. We can…
Remember this was the month of self-proclaimed Love. Of course every internet someone had the same idea. And that’s great. Somehow casting this spell of intention had worked some magic into my life. Shifting requires decisions, choices, and losing the things that don’t work. That’s what’s happening in my house this month ! My hubby…
I hesitate to write or talk about this because there’s so much nonsense out there pertaining to weight loss. Whether it’s those creepy “lose weight quick tips” in the margin of your email screen or just the general American obsession of ‘our body is our worthiness’ stuff, I don’t want this to be a part…
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